• Your words, like droplets of ice in the blistered sun
    Your voice, like the mellow grass being pummeled by waves of wind
    Your eyes
    Your lips, like ghostly graveyards of a vain, dark soft
    Your breath, like the rattling of deserted wind chimes in a ravenous storm
    Your fingers, like the crumbling walls of ice, falling into the sea, losing all grip
    Your eyes
    They cover for darkness
    Thinking nothing could be colder
    Than the blood that's in your veins
    When it froze
    And all went into mistakes
    Like time slowly ticking
    As the water froze in the lakes
    Your eyes
    Like death