(Las Vegas Nevada USA)
True love bestowed upon a dream's clamoring bells carried through distant summer breaths to a cold isolated chamber. Such are death's failed mastery's of the inner fires that burn manifested solely in the fuel her breaths have carried. Embers of fire hint of a passion hidden within treasures of snow for what is apparent is not. So much fire without a soul to warm flickers dangerously low. Should one I fear seek at random a warmth they would suppose a vain endeavor blinded from the bridge uniting the fiery rages needing but the touch of their hand. Sadly many years will pass til at last there is but smoke.