In the silence of the shadows I was waiting

In the haunts of travelled memories I was wandering behind

Somewhere in the future It all caught up with me

and I was falling

I was falling

back to then.

In the moments when I woke up I felt your trembling hand

Traversing like an old friend on my wrinkled skin

Somewhere in the distance

was the voice of lovers past

I was falling

I was falling

and let you in

Saw your flame haired beauty and it flickered like a fire

Like a fire I carried it so long

It lit up all the darkness until the day you left

since then the sky was dark and sometimes and grey

I was drowning

I was drowning

in the rain

In the summer meadows of the Halcyon days of youth

you wore those cotton dresses that blew in arcadian breaths

of breezes now wheezing with emphysema

youth was dying

youth was lying

all the time

In the autumn days that followed we kicked memories in the lane

Like leaves we kicked in autumns long before

but the frost is white and brittle and its sparkling in the sun

Im colder

So much colder

than before

The icicles of teardrops can be snapped from off the pane

of the sightless frosty windows we called our eyes

Half misty with the cataracts of long forgotten days

It is any wonder

were still alive

still alive

So in the ballrooms of the winter night we can dance forevers tune

and My torch can burn forver in my soul

as your amber eyes  and flame haired kisses cremate me into touch

I can dance

I can dance

My weary soul.