This Chill

March 17, 2011
Two survivors
In the dark
To break free
Of their chains
Refusing to give in
Refusing to relent
Until our steel boxes
Begin to mold
Into one

Side by side
We sit
No cool steel
Between us
Though our chains
Still keep us
If only one of us
Was strong enough

In our box
Room is scarce
The closer we become
As time passes
The closer we become though
The happier I am
To share the space
To breathe the same air
As you

The company
of the other
Is precious to us
That at least
Another bears
The same burdens
And that a relationship
So strong is formed
That we have shared
Without speaking
A single word

Alone we shiver
A boy and a girl
To warm each other
Because we alone
This Chill

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