Gathering Winter Fuel

Return to me and bring your loving flame,

despite your sparks my kindling rarely smokes.

Without you life will never be the same..

Between us lies a frozen lake of blame,

through which only a twig of passion pokes.

Return to me and bring your loving flame.

Unless we mend our ways the fates will claim

the pyre where our pride and envy stokes.

Without you life will never be the same.

My lips tremble each time they say your name,

each waking hour clasps my throat and chokes.

Return to me and bring your loving flame.

Is this the epitaph our love became,

a blackened grate where only grey ash cloaks?

Without you life will never be the same.

My foolish heart is tired of the game,

I need the warmth your memory evokes.

Return to me and bring your loving flame,

without you life will never be the same.