shiver and drop to the ground
As my whispers resound
Echoing over a clichéd fortress of solitude,
Of my own interlude
Mirrors and glaciers, to shade me from your warmth
Your forsaken light, your waytoomuch
Of degrees and brightness I'm unaccustomed to
Of elegance and coldness I'm grown fond of, for you
And Your opposite, your pre-requisite
Of new life where my own dies
Of locked doors where my own surroundings lie
Not at all. Simply lacking the colour-tainted
Honesty, That yours so sorely lacks
For give me an overcast silence and I'll show you where my true personality stands
For I govern over your loudness by
H u s h .
Did you catch that sound?
That echoing fall as your own hit the ground.
I am cold, I am indifference, I am all you hold against your very own fate
I am the one who you'll no longer see as you go against me to stand your day.
Oh hush, little angel
Snow flecked droplets over your face, your apathy
Your obvious lack of sympathy
I'll crack your iron, bitter, frozen gates
And break your iced glass to shards as I enter your domain
I aim to melt your smile, your detached air
With a touch of my hand in your yours
A kiss upon your unfeeling lips;
A movement of your hair
For while you dance in sorrow, I bathe in light
And nothing is more attractive to your kind, than to promise you a world, so
For where your tears fall, and turn to solid upon your cheeks
I'll be there to wipe them away with my own heat
My own fervour, My own passion and delicate intentions and words spun around you enough to have you
In a delicate way
Enough to shed your skin, enough to hand me
Everything you hold within
Your castle, your darkness, your shadows and absent minded lightness
Or else, would we meet?
Could you see a way to pursue such a feat?
Meet me halfway, once or twice, a step at a time
For when you advance
My own heart feels lighter;
And for when I move forward
My fingers grow colder
Meet me halfway, once and twice, again, and again
Place us together
For a dance of will, and long lost temptations as we see who will win
For where you stand as lightness, And I for the dark
Comes the richest combination of love and hate;
Of romance intended to leave it's mark.