At days end, somewhere in the darkness,
Memories fade of endless firsts
and how I took your hand in mine
and promise poured so sickly sweet.
Cold breath, warm skin, sweet recollection
footsteps in the snow that slowly
brought you to my door
with liars dreams of ever more.
Those roads, we knew where they would lead
and need, such greed breed treachery
and love it twists, obsession births