Winter Solace

Where will we be

when winter breaks...

when the soft grey of veilsnow

pulls away from the rotten backdrop

where will our love have hidden?

can it radiate warmth within itself

through all the dead months?

Can the stranger stomp it out

in it's fetal scaredness

if we don't have a chance to revive it

will this end come upon our lives?

How can we let the bond rupture,

the pleadings of my branded guilt go unnoticed

amongst a tired refrain of your blame

the endless supply of names

voicing against me, falling around me

where will we be,

when winter breaks?