Winters Heat

Stuck here, in God's Barron waste land, Body melting, the heat is to painful to withstand. The sun, it weighs upon your soul, Changing your lifestyle, It's chosen goal. Seems strange, to miss the cold, As long as she is there, it never gets old. Cold winter breath, chilling to the bone, When I am there, at least I'm not alone. Yet, still I sit here in the desert heat, The insanity of my pen, my only cool sheet. The Devil's town, the amazing city of sin, As if it were hell it'self, maybe the devil within? Snowflakes flying, flying with our angel of love, I pray that this last forever, it's a gift from above. Ice on the windows, and a fire in my heart, I don't miss the cold, coldness of being apart. The heat begins to rise now, not long til my hell will end, The time we have lost, we will finally get to spend. Still I am stuck, in a desert without water, Lonliness' firey breath, leads me only to miss her. You sit there in the cold, sometimes alone and sad, Don't be sad my love, just remember the times we had. Remember the skiing, the romance of a mountain town, Remember how happy we will always be, together never a frown.Only three more months, Babe. I love you. Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 10:28 AM PST    0 • 8