Everyone wants and needs love,
But some are unprepared to accept it,
Standing on the edge of nightfall,
Staring into complete utter darkness,
Waiting, and hoping for signs of light.
Standing in the bitter cold,
Defined by the ridged elements,
Insidious nature wanting,
Longing for a simple hint of warmth.
A heart as cold as the universe,
Its self seeking love in between,
The rhythmic base sounds of the heartbeat,
Unprepared to feel unwilling to be accepted.