Gone

Her coldness was her gift
gone in the dark covered
by past time that ticked
in the whipping wind of
the naked tree branches

doing circles around the
warmth of flesh sending
shivers up their spines
while gasping noises
escaped trembling mouths

all she ever wanted was
a true companion to give
her their endless passion

never finding the one that
could she burst into a loveless
white cloud of emptiness
gaining nothing at all but
losing everything she ever
wanted for herself