For All Living Lovers

the lines grow dim
the days grow short
the skin gets cold
and the heart gets warm
all the pleasure
all the pain
is intensified
as we endure
the cold and heartless wind
we try to band
band together
together for safety
but it does not work
there are shadows
they stab us in the back
leave us wanting more
libido racing
hearts left clouded
lovers left as murderers
minds left clearer than a spring day sky
we understand more
more than they
but leave them with the pain and echoes
echoes of a time once happy
once loved and untouched
they feel the blades of our minds piercing
piercing their hearts
this is for all the ones
the ones brave enough
to call themselves
Living Lovers