Author Information
Symbolism is Bliss
He and I were a novel
of words
of feelings
of fights
of triumphs
of hellos and goodbyes
of sorrow
of lessons
Our time was filled with heat
Fuelled by fire
Beginging in the summer
Fading in the fall
All fires are put out
He was gone when the cold came
For that is when you came along
I was a ship lost at a never ending storming sea
Drowning in misery and cold
You dropped an anchor
On top of your cold cruel reign
For you won him from I
So why make the demise colder
As pipes do in the deadest of winters
They burst, I burst
I was the the salvation of summer
And you were the cruel reign of dead winter
Symblism is bliss
