Cold here, icy cold there. You belong to neither, leaveshavewithered.
Your face is pale and blue, a tearful smile. Some-thing inyoureyes,whispers words of last good-bye. My heart sinks down,tearssurge out.
Hot summer.Cheerful Cocktail. You took my hand. We fledintoanother world of ba nd. You sat by my side, long hair tiedbehind,cool and killing.Smile floating on the lemonade,soft andsmooth.HowI was? amazed.Your face looked like the cover of themagazine.Myhead spin. You led my hand,danced along the crazytheme.
Light vied with wine, elegance mixed with fragrance,laughingcovered by greetings, the crowed was busy at handshaking.You stoodthere, eyes on me. I trembled at the sparkles, bcentererthan thelight. A masterpiece from God, I felt dizzy. We were notnear, yetwe were togeth-er.
Days ended. You said, you would wait for me at th e Alps side.Wewould ski against snowflakes dancing in the sky. I gave noanswerbut a good-bye to ac-company your flight. Gone was the plane,Isuddenly tasted my pain. I knew I had been silly and stupid,youwere in my heart, I shouldn ’t have hidden in the dark. I triedtoforget your disappointment. I made be-lieve sometime someday,Iwould tell you, I feel all the same.
My thought struggled at confessing, somehow hesitation endedinflinching. I continued my role of a fool, clinched to mymaidenpride, yet secretly in-dulged in your promise of the whiteland --snow measuring down to us, in your arms I am lifted up. Thechimingof Christmas bell!
The bell died in the patter of rain, from hell came thelaughingof Satan at my brain. Tearful smile, swal-lowed by thedarkness.How could I trace your hair to wipe your tears?My handsreachedout,catching nothing but a raindrop, on a leaf thathadwithered.
Snowflakes have melted into water, we are no more together.
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