Notes of softest melody,
Envelope us in sweet embrace,
Our slowly turning world,
Spins in musical rhythm,
With the beating of our hearts.
We lie upon,
The frost bitten ground,
In each others arms, protected,
Watch the rings of cool design,
Rotate above our heads.
And sweetly,
The songs of our mirth,
Fade into the distance,
Beauty melding into sadness,
As you march to icy battlefield.
I watch,
Outside my window,
Awaiting your return,
With bated breath,
And weighted heart.
Whistling,
Through the air,
Coming swiftly,
Meets its mark,
The curtain falls.
And you gaze back,
Peer through the lonesome darkness,
As the music reaches a crescendo,
And our hearts break,
In unison.
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