• There he stands amidst falling snow
    He whispers my name on a cold
    Southern breeze;
    Calling me home,
    Calling me to his grave
    His viridian eyes beckon me;
    permeates my heart and like the air
    rises up to an eternal dawn
    I need shelter from my cold dark storm
    He offers the warmth I've never known
    The skyglass shatters
    The earth opens
    I take a step
    Forward future hope moves my still heart;
    Palpitating on my lips.
    Deep within, beyond the debris of my
    blackened mortality a thread of light
    Still exists
    Of the earth he makes his home and
    invites me in for how long I do not know
    His voice lingers like a scent and
    further I am drawn into a world
    of Warmth and Decay
    of Beauty and Macabre
    of Flesh and Bone
    ~Entwined Forever~
    Or until I awake from this unerring dream.