When drinking
by the fire

I can feel myself  
come undone

My nights have
never been colder

And I’m unnerved  
by what’s to come

So I focus on flames
to hide my endless
gaze

All the ghost’s  
Inside my head

Dare I say they
call my name

Smoking  
In the wind

If she
comes my way

I love her
cold embrace

I fear not
the flame

For all that
turns and coils

In a mind so young
yet tamed

All the thoughts That
linger in the background

If only she could
carry them away

Its brightness compels me to peek through the truth
To observe the gray
To listen to stories told by painted lines
And to find my way
through channels dug by grief

The bright flamed dame

Between light and dark
She walks the gray
A place where good and evil
Can share no blame

For she knows
The night is just a complement
To the day

And without the duality
A reality you can not
Maintain