I dream a dream of summer,
How it turns to bitter cold snow
And when winter falls, I draw up
Inside of myself for warmth. Purely
By accident, I forget you in my
Struggle for survival. I wake to
Find the bed half empty,
I stir slowly to an incomplete
Breakfast. My heart was torn
Asunder by myself. I need you,
I miss you, and while your gone,
I shrivel up and die. The suicide
Note, scrawled on the walls in my
Own black blood, hastily adds my
Deepest regrets. But when you look
Into my eyes, your spark re-ignites
My pupils, and your kiss breathes life
Into my veins. But my broken body
Draws too deeply from your pool of
Heavenly elixir, and searching,
You taste a Romeos’ poison on a
Lovers’ lips,
And find my otherworldly courier,
Standing proud in my heart, just
Nine millimeters tall. A miniature
Church spire, to send me to my
Unspoken god.