Stars So Cold

How can loves arms feel so warm under these stars so cold? Pain hangs as an overcast, threatening to ruin love again. A lover gone for years, is remembered in ties so bold. The wind brings its incense so sweet to me. The smoke shows me my past as a mirror image of my future in heat. My past reflected in my future showing it's darkness As a representation of my faded image. The massaging light brings memories that bring a storm of tears and sobs like the moaning wind. A connection being made brings the comfort of always Knowing when pain and suffering are near. The stars shine brightly but with little fear for they know that the death is near. The death of a fading image, for that image is coming in to clear to be faded and dark anymore. That image is now becoming that shining star. But in this star the warmth spreads through it's light so powerful is it's might among a world so cold.