So pure, white, cold, <br />solid to fingertips. <br />Warmth exudes his touch <br />but freezes on contact. <br />Breath expels vapour <br />as he sighs - 'Goodbye'. <br />Towards another lover <br />she embarks upon the night, <br />leaves refuse to scatter, <br />footfalls remain silent. <br />No words yet uttered <br />still he feels her kiss - <br />'So long, heated embrace, <br />I walk on...forever'. <br />The room suddenly heats. <br />He stands, again, alone. <br /> <br />25/5/08<br /><br />Viola Grey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodbye-161/
