Cold Poem by Arno Le Roux

The stares of strangers makes us cold
Coldness is the bite that turn us old
Of course it takes another soul so bold
Society does not give you one to hold

Is there a soul your pain to share
Turned around then also by the stare
Beautiful are the two of you aware
When holding close each other bare

We tread this fine line in the road
Have another help share the load
A person you now to download
Soul your energy to upload

To others road you have gone stray
Share your secrets come what may
Our destiny might not be their way
Secrets kept but never you go sway

And in the deepest of our mind
Our purpose here and now stay kind
Pain and sufferings both go wind
With your soul's lover right behind

Arno Le Roux 2014