Garrulous

4 | That Exquisite Pain

In a cold, creaky cabin

Trapped in a tomb of snow

A boy sat, colder than he ever has been

Praying for heat, deep in his woes

Certain death is coming, as it does all men

He opens the window, though the icy wind blows

Ready to let it in, the cold and death

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Though death didn't come, instead he saw a gorgeous sight

He saw a brilliant, bright ball of light

It was elegance, streaking through the night

Coming closer, his amazement turned to fright

Through the roof it crashes, the end of it's flight

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It was just a rock, a beautiful stone

It glowed it's warm glow, the boy was amazed

He got near, it's warmth sweeter than anything he's known

He picked up the brilliant stone, at first unphased

Then fire gripped his soul, his flesh and bones

He hurled the stone away, unable to handle the blaze

But he was unharmed, only his soul still felt the pain

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Freezing cold, just like before

He stared at the mysterious stone, alone on the floor

He wanted it back, but too much fire and he'd be done for

But he wanted his warmth back, he wanted more

Once more he picks it up, the heat striking him to his core

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Its warmth so intoxicating, it was like a drug

And just like a drug, it burnt him and his soul

His body screamed to let go, but he swept his pain under the rug

Though his body remains unmarked, the fire began to take it's toll

Still he holds tight, almost as if giving the stone a hug

He lied down, letting the fire swallow him whole

Was the warmth worth his life? He thought so

- 9/30/20