The bells at Cathedral of the Madeleine ring this December eve
tone after tone swirl the chilled air
as memories of you fill my mind
for this small while I have not been alone
holder of the secrets of my heart
is it simple madness
this sharing of our souls
or sacred destiny that entwines our lives?
like a winter wolf
you have encircled me with protection
cautious, careful, loyal
you have taken me
inside back streets of your mind
to intimacy I have never known
devotion without end
can there be a goodbye?