I was closed to all influence
broken down and malcontent
completely void of all affluence
uninspired, cold and spent
winter currents stole into me
hardening my very core
waxing and waning thorough the debris
stealing my innocence like a whore
then one day while I wandered
lost and ragged, nearly lifeless
inside, the beast still squandered
turning my body into a recess
I found a place far from the freezing
that heated my insides, and ran out the libertine
my heartbeat felt foreign and began seizing
I thought that it was death's high sign..
I awakened to breathing that wasn't mine
using his lungs vicariously
the warmth he enveloped me in was divine
yet my life still teetered precariously
he taught me what it was to feel again
and my heart was a willing initiate
I was thawed to him like I'd never been
exposed, my soul did emmoliate
