Love gone cold.

Snow fell as it was grafted to the mountains, in a form of new skin to touch, the ice cold reminisce of a love gone cold in a mixed up season of loneliness and breathtaking hues

I could embark on a new journey to the core surrounding, and only find a frozen lake, cabin woods of dim lit fires, that burn a passionate thought

I had traveled long enough Outstretched arms and battled limbs , to find old letter written in snow flake hills abandoned by a sweet willed kiss, of the everlasting kind

Only with the shades of death looking in each direction of my faithful hope And in surrendered dusk the covering lay cold of heat to the wims of my soul

Hadn't the season come with desire that upmost prompted urge of existence To be of light and fire flames

On letter heads were worn out names and tear soaked edges uneasy to read Yet felt some holy ghost within them just waiting to be freed

Needless to say the mountains claim to echoe that love the miles long And on the gentle wallowing moon tonight, sings there An enchanting song

Of some resides where loves leaped and covered every star above, in the trails they had forgotten, a long lost vow of love.