Frigid

Through the breezy night we quietly ramble,
Like we did with ghosts of Babel
Thousands years ago:
Selflessly they showed us, wanderers,
Even bad days could be wondrous,
Well, as long as we both knew where to go…
So, back then we fled to Egypt,
But the sands at night were frigid
Just like you tonight, my darling dear.
Now speak to me with your bright eyes,
Have those thoughts of my demise
Ceased to be your greatest ever fear?

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