We are at winter's edge
He greets me at the black of midnight
I warm him in the gray of dawn
The tang of chill
The pang lacking fieriness
All as time is renewed
Our recommencement lacks time
We are creatures of eternity
Thus our blood boils longest
Standing on my spire
I am to fall or to jump
Undecided will I be
For continuation is alien to this queen
Death is passive
Death is hunger satisfied
But to continue?
With him?
His heart has no beat
Hence, mine shall strike twice as hard
For us? Winter
And chilled continuation...
-Arielle
He greets me at the black of midnight
I warm him in the gray of dawn
The tang of chill
The pang lacking fieriness
All as time is renewed
Our recommencement lacks time
We are creatures of eternity
Thus our blood boils longest
Standing on my spire
I am to fall or to jump
Undecided will I be
For continuation is alien to this queen
Death is passive
Death is hunger satisfied
But to continue?
With him?
His heart has no beat
Hence, mine shall strike twice as hard
For us? Winter
And chilled continuation...
-Arielle