I’ll come late
to take you to that frozen lake

by the way of circumstance…clouds will part like one last chance.

We will dance with arrows beating through our sullen hearts:

expose our secrets in a snow-still twilight
proving that love is laid bare.

Soul-struck music will guide our fragile footsteps

to where silence and light reign,
eternal- revolving around the chorus beyond the stars.

Someday, we will thaw and break off like icebergs…
and float all around the sound.

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