The Sleeping Lovers’ Frozen Sanctum

inthewasteland

Time never passes in this room;

The clock never ticks or chimes,

Numerals etched uselessly on a translucent face,

Bored, senseless lovers, 

Intertwined in a numb embrace.

 

I lay down Madman Across the Water;

Levon, the Goodbye serenade,

Fetch your coat, Tiny Dancer,

We should go out and skate,

On the blue lake's shield of ice 

and face our fears,

That our bodies could fall through

And be frozen here.

 

I wouldn't mind, love,

because we could stay

Forever wrapped up;

We won't waste away,

 

The rising heat of our love

Could make it all disappear,

But this ice is our prison

Keeping us safe and near.

 

Let it all become eternal,

Watch the season never change;

When the needle leaves the groove, my darling,

Sleep to forget the pain.

  • Author: inthewasteland (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2022 00:13
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 10
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