The Chill Of That Drop

. as i sit here . in the cold, dark shadow . i think back to our times . the sharing of life and love . after the hinges were shut . my friend dies as the winter falls away . his heart torn apart . but recovered from two loves . the sinless and the sinners . the lines of disassembled hearts . combine again . when the prayers of each other . are what we depend on . i love you .