Literature
Melting A Frozen Heart
Melting A Frozen Heart
Laying here on a stone crypt,
The moon watching over me
As I rest here icy and alone,
A heart no longer that is warm,
It's completely frozen and cold,
Reaching all the way to my barren soul,
You lay there my little one
Embracing the bitter cold,
Thinking that there is nothing left
That you are all alone,
Feel my touch on your creamy skin,
Burning through the arctic cold that
Now encases your soul,
What is this foreign feeling
That is trying to touch my heart?
Reaching and searching around,
Leaving so much warmth,
Who is that strokes my skin,
With such tender hands,
What is this spark that