My ember Heart

I felt its hands clingy stringy Faint wisps pulling at it. My heart My heart slowly rose Up, up Up. As it emerged I felt just how warm it was. The glowing ember within me Red. Yellow. Bright against the grey. Warmth now leaving quickly, Stolen by a worthy opponent, silently and harshly, by the biting stings of a winter wrongly borrowed from a land upwards of Mongolia Anguish and frustration cannot alone burn through The unfeeling cold quietly shrieks In and upon me Not a bone in my concealed body could escape. I offer, at last, My truest treasure. A key. Simple and vintage in its creation Yet young and joyous at its core The key to all I love My heart. With the sacrifice, I take one last look all around Rattling branches quickly calm Silent peace rushes to blanket these lands And my body It thaws with a passion I no longer possessed Before my eyes laid at rest Never to return to the life I knew I thought I saw a faint glow in the horizon A light glow Radiant slivers Peeking against the sky But no, it wasn't possible. I'd never seen its existence, just heard the stories from travelers' passing To and from strange legendary lands.