shallow breaths of crisp cut air
chafing and freezing my lungs
its fingers of sharp brisk liking
don't feel good at all

lips chapped from the dried up land
leaves crackling underfoot
the spark grabs quick to these things
and spreads its arms about

a fire slowly grows
singeing the icy breeze
it wraps its song around my soul
casting me aflame

it warms my frozen insides
overcoming the fingers of cold
it caresses my cheek and says
"you're loved, my child, come close"

embracing the flame I bring it closer
hold it tight, then trying to fight
with boundless might
against the overcoming of it all

and just as we are smoldering, one
the sleets of ice fall down on us
and we are smothered, turned into embers
and buried under the snow
where icy fingers dig deep in my veins
and tear me apart until
i
cant
hold
on
any
more

and I let my sparks, my flame, go out