I shiver in cold
As I increase my hold
On the little dove
Lined with white gold
I can feel the marble
Resting in my palm
And I think about
your hug so calm
The warmth I yearn
For my new nocturne
The snowflakes fall
In such sync and beauty
That I admire them blindly
From across the hall
They remind me of you
The thought of snow
As white and pure
As your heart allure
I feebly uplift
But all I can see
Is the flickering
Of the dancing flame
And in the gentle
Swaying of the light
I see our moments
On the frame lit bright
All I ever hoped
Was for your return
A day to be loved
And to be forgiven
Now you have
Just minutes to come
As the candle burns
As the clock ticks…
Away the little time I have…
"There isn’t a rainbow
Black and white
There isn’t snow
Without some light"
I smiled at that
When you told me once
I wish you were here
For my last smile…
But the candle burns
With all it's might
Not knowing what
It holds in sight
I want you my bride…
Just by my side
I hope to see you once
Before my very absence…
I see the struggle of the flame
As it eats into the candle frame
I glance over the mirror same
To realize it wasn’t just the flame…
All I hoped
Was for you to come
For a lap to cease….
And as I freeze
I vaguely see the marble dove
I faintly hear the gentle drop
And with that I close my eyes
Smiling at the last sight I saw….
…..
A gentle creak of the door
A white maiden covered in snow
All she could recover
Was the white marble dove
For what she came for
Was extinguished by
The flame of love…
