BrokenIcy tendrils creep across the soul of my heart,skeletal fingers reach out in the darkness of my mind,holding close, and giving comfortmy thoughts, my dreams, my desires, the roaring flames of hell sweeping up to shatter the fragile bonds, melt the dripping strands of love.Wrenching, dissecting, tearing at my mindleaping, roaring, crashing into the ocean of my sorrowswhispering, teasing, nettling my wishesfor it to return.Our love.