Homeward Bound

The boulevard is crowded tonight,
a couple streets from where we used to dance
filled with images from the Ghost of Christmases Past
snow falling flat on my head
and tears streaming down my face.

I drag my feet through these streets,
footprints erased by the falling snow
searching for the warmth to take me in,
my heart's barely beating
it's broken shards coursing through my veins

I don't believe in magic,
but I can't escape the rough blue waters of your eyes
a flame sits in silence breathing,
flickering in a scarlet wind.

A frosted window slows me down,
a shattered image of a summer's day downtown,
an adventure to be had,
while so many words were left unsaid...

You say we've been down this road before,
there's potential, but not to wait,
a steep climb with no summit to reach

I don't believe in magic,
but I can't escape the rough blue waters of your eyes,
a flame sits in silence breathing,
flickering in a scarlet wind.

A glowing light breaks the horizon,
a tiny house with a wooden door,
I collapse to my knees as the door opens,
and on the other side she cries,
"I'll love you 'till I die..."

Reviews

[Bexers]

This was very descriptive, and sounded like a song. Which it probably is, written somewhere on here if I looked.
I could be wrong though, but anyways! This was a very good read. I had to re-read it though, cos it's early for me and I didn't want to jip you on a proper review.

I could relate to how alone the speaker felt, in feeling that amount of passion, so much that it hurts to breathe sometimes.

Keep up the good work!