Look at you..
Jack pulls his hood down running with the golden wisps of dreams
You're so pathetic..
He balances on the telephone wire, looking up airily
Alone..
He jumps to the empty street floor
Vulnerable..
The shadows grow from the lack of lit street lamps
How long has it been?
The boys vibrant blue eyes pierce through the dark
Since someone said your name?
The winter spirit leaves frost on a car window with a simple touch
Since someone touched your skin?
Pushing off the ground, his hoodie rises slightly, showing a glimpse of his abdomen
Since someone loved you?
He scans the empty town of burgess from the safety of the moon and cotton clouds cast across the darkened skies
When was the last time your existence was acknowledged by a lover?
The boy darts down and grips into a buildings spire, unsure of what to do with his night.
When was the last time...
He spots the outline of a figure in the shadows that's all too familiar
I was allowed to see you?
The figure swiftly slinks to the opposite side of the path and the boy chases a smile etched into his face
When were you last this truly happy?
A young hand wraps around an older one, caressing to stop the figure from leaving
When was the last time I was permitted to touch your skin?
The tall mans hands intertwine with the white locks of the younger
When was the last time you didn't feel alone?
The teen embraces the shadow, pressing tightly against him
When did you make me vulnerable to you?
The pairs lips cross an twist with each others, their tongues slip into each other mouths
When was it that your name left my lips?
The teen pulls his head back allowing the older man access to his neck
When was it that we couldn't live without each other? The Dark to the Cold, the Black to the Ice...