Her Shadow

Reaching for your hand
                        a coldness breathes destiny
                        My own heart faithfully frozen
                        within an icy womb of longing
                        Calling out to you
                        for a reprieve of my senses
                        lost and worn down
                        like a forgotten melting snow
                        Did you notice
                        the moon cast her shadow
                        upon my thoughts
                        just before I dreamt of you
                        And that light
                        from horizon's patriarch
                        remains loyal to the future
                        while begging for the dream
                        to begin somehwere in our minds
                        But a coldness breathes destiny
                        and my hands can't reach so far
                        seasons still bring rain
                        and I miss the quiet snow