Cherubim stood tall; he never shed a tear again because he learned how to cry with a smile,
A long unforgotten dream that haunted him has been embodied before him, his eyes cried out deceit! his heart no longer felt agony only sadness, although it was for a short duration of sand drops he felt alive again and attempted to stop time by blanking his eyes into the void while caressing the only flesh that solely combines with his, entwined again, dissecting departure again, his thoughts disregarded the truth which flew his feelings to the glacial forest of frozen tulips and every snow where love was immortal and timeless … where beneath that cold white carpet heat emanated ablaze from the passionate love making torch… the harmonious anarchy,
Cherubim smiled again…
