A Night by the Fire

Time draws long and folds within the darkness of it's past,
My eyes too old and dim to lay at night and watch it pass.
A withered frame, a dying flame, a beckoning of doom,
All life was now extinguished, as she strode into the room.

A gush of wind extruded from the interrupted door,
And travelled high on by the chair, where I sat forevermore.
Her shadow caught me lingering, on life I gave to thee,
And in her heart she cried as though her face was blind to see.

The cold air grazed my flacid arm and shivered down my spine,
Awakening a feeling that was neither ours nor mine.
A feeling so intense, as to hypnotise my fears,
My thirsty heart had tasted hope, it hadn't touched in years.

Her eyes like crystals cracked from black and sparkled in her gaze
A tear was seen to re-appear, and with my spirits raise.
The glowing ashes thrashed with flashes burning back to light,
Warming all that felt my fall, with tenderness so bright.