It's cold outside,
Yet in the warmth of the room...
They shiver.
Watching the world, pass through the night,
Like a reality TV show, except the subject is life.
Somehow, it feels as though they are the only ones alive.
Hidden by the shadows,
And searching for the farthest light,
He smiles at her answer...
When she notices a star that’s bright.
Talking of the future,
And speaking of the past,
She smiles at his answer,
As he notices his reflection in her eyes.
It’s a moment that should last forever
It’s a moment where everything seems to be right
It's cold outside,
Yet in the warmth of the room...
Metaphor and magic fight.
2 comments:
the intensity of the warmth such.. is in its brevity... it doesnt last... it will not last... (maybe somewhere its not meant to!) it doesnt matter!
umm... thank you!
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