An Elegy In Winter
in the freezing storm, I sit beneath ancient, blackened elm
upon numbing snow, ready to pass from this realm
it's been but a few days, yet my face betrays the ware of years
an expression of solemnity adorns my face, my cheeks bedewed with frozen tears
along with my frozen heart, which can never be thawed
I stare at the sky, ready to see if there is truly a God
Death embraces my broken form as I begin to tremor
with utter longing I remember the heat of our passion in this coldest December
into his care I surrender
his caress so tender
the edges of my vision begin to darken
my last sight is of rising snow and a meadow of dying roses
the petals have been poisoned
dripping with blood from my weeping wrists
I'm coming to join you my love
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