Nj:
his hair's ablaze
untamed
a flame, pouring out his life
adorned by his hands
placed upon me
a gleam of light to bright for the brightest of eyes
drops condensed, and breaths lenthen
drops condensed, and breaths quicken
drops condensed, and sweat from his brow
cold
a gift is brought with the coolness of melting white
Bryan:
we sat at the edge of the road
wondering how long it would be
headlights shine, in the distance
a physical reality we were both accustomed to
it happened before we had a chance to react
the snow was falling
our blood on the ground, a beautiful scene
I somehow knew it would always end this way
