I stand before your fire

The shadows melt away

So close, but by distance bound

Distance bound, by dreams,

Conceptions

Perspectives only

Clear fire, burns intentions clean

But blinds the viewer

To what could have been

Why do I bother?

Tear the blinds from your

Heart.

You will believe as

You choose

These dark times for you

Are liken to

Golden droplets to me

Why couldn’t I be to you,

As you are to me?

Cold fire clings,

Surrounding me with

The ashes of my dreams

why must there be this distance,

this exquisite pain, we call love

of a kind

in all its’ stages

I have known such as this before

And always there is this

To some it is death

To some, another life

Catrin's Cat