Come To Me


The wind blows cold through my window
Far away chimes come with the chill
I open my arms to embrace this weather
And wait for you to climb my hill

Come up to my tower, dark and drear
Bring me a candle, lend me your light
Scale the walls, break down my door
Come and let me taste your fright...

I am a man, and yet I am a monster
You faint and bleed in my embrace
Loveliness unparalleled in anguish
Carved across your angel’s face

The wind blows cold through my window
But now, my love, you are far more cold
Eternity will you spend within my tower
Like me, you never will grow old


poetry: © Mercutio De Los Santos
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