I am cold
and I need you
to warm my veins
It is not love
but desire
It is not passion
but resurrection
I can live
In your arms
Breathe as you moan
draw you close
and pretend
your heartbeat is mine
I am cold
and your warmth
is like life

Cold pools
Like rain in winter
Into the low places
Of our souls
Changing dreams
Into crystal nightmares