The Weight of Wind

Frozen hearts feel little pain, and the
frost on mine had once been yours. It
suffers deeply now, all thawed and frail.
It is sad how thorns outlive their flowers,
how leaves betray their trees. When left
by you, hope dwindled swiftly in me. All
is dark now, and darkness is a great foe,
one for whom we all serve. But I fear him
not. Too well do I know the sound of wind,
the taste of rain and the feel of grass.
All too well. I will never smile at them
again. But you. You took me to places
undreamt of. We kissed and the leaves would
fall, trembling at our passion. They died
and we saw it not. You gave me soul, as
the ghost of summer fled the shadows of
falling snow. In powerful storms, we burned
like suns. With your arms to cling to, I
withstood rising oceans and falling skies.
But now, my sweetest love, where have you
gone? Cold winds weigh greatly on me.
They never let up. For me, it will never end.