You shrink from the darkness
Like a coward.
Erased by shadows, or a drop
In the thermometer
You constantly watch over;
My personal gargoyle
Guarding the gates
That stem the tide,
This torrent of torment
Telling tales and lies and torrid goodbyes.
You kept me warm all summer
In relentless heat;
My home and my hearth,
Until the sun grows unruly,
Unduly escaping its duty
To keep you chained inside me.
I flourish, but only in the presence of you;
A better me, I can get for free,
Though only free from winter’s grasp.
Where do you go? I need to know.
You disappear, I lose my path;
Just wear some layers, my better half.
C H Mackie 