#1318-Destiny

Maybe I’ll stick to you,

Like ice,

On cold winter days.

And when spring arrives,

Maybe I’ll melt.

Dripping with a smile,

Headfirst,

Into the frozen ground.

It’s there,

Where I’ll find you,

Sleeping in the stillness

Of darkness.

You see.

It can’t be any other way.

Dreams, and wishes,

Don’t die.

Not today, or ever.