Wait

[shanmonster]

Remember the time I kept you warm
When the night pierced our skin with the cold?
Lying on my side I held you so tight,
My arms icy numb with effort?

Remember the time I held you close,
Our tears spilling onto my breast?
My arms clutching your back, while you shook with loss
and the agonies of resurrection?

Remember the last time I pulled you close,
When my fingers dug into your throat
Closing your breath as he plunged the knife
Again and again and again into your heart?

Blood and life spurted from your heart
With the same speed I felt mine turn to ice.
I could not regret what I had done
While my heart died with yours.

Your death was her gift to me
And your death my gift to her.
I pledged to her again and again and again
And her last gift to me was the death of my heart.

On a low bed I wait for you
Beneath bough and heartwood and stone.
In a low bed I wait for you
But I know I will stay alone.