Arctic Love

Winter that blows the fur from my face, it is the cold of the moon

Where two people huddle in a warm cozy hut, and the love flows

Into the arctic, where only the strongest survive, the white wolf hides

Into the night, the shadows of the glaziers follow his path, into the mountains

Where I will find my desire of the heat, it will melt away the misery of the past

And the new of tomorrow will begin, with the passion of my heart kept inside

The concave of the coldest evening, will only take me closer to your being

I will slay any creature that tries to come between us, and he shall lay in a path

Of blood, and there we will lay, we shall endure the heat of lust and ecstasy

The death of another, will only make us gain, our driving strength for a fantasy

That will long for the cold, and the passing of the snow, where it lies upon our face

And we will become frozen in time, with desire, love, and the expectation for more

In the Arctic love of our domain, I shall kiss your face, and we will fall into the eternity

Of time, into a world where there is no beginning, and there is no ending