A strange feeling

The world freezes without your smile

A wintery sadness flows through me

Without your fire to warm my heart

The Ice will weigh me down inside.

 

The cause of the affliction is unknown

Its progression quicker than the plague

Waking hours of delirium and depression

For this disease there is no cure.

 

I know I shouldn’t feel this way

The tree is still young in bloom

But can the tree help being grown

It cannot fight its own existence.

 

Fire separated by the mountains

Does it grow less by that virtue

Affection is akin to the fire

Mountains may not quench.