The light flickers wildly,
The sparks threaten to burn...

Caress my stone cold body,
Kiss at my untouched lips...

I find a map,
And draw a straight line...

A flurry of golden hay,
Falls to the ground...

In the beginning,
A series of quick glances...

I promised not to cry,
I said I would hang on...

Every day,
I pray...

You first entered my heart,
And decided to stay...

Rain begins,
Its slow patter on my window...

If I brought you to this place...you wouldn't last...
This place is no dream vacation...its some place...

I was holding on tight,
That one frightening night...

I don't know what to do anymore!
I can't even write a poem that makes sense...