Late Night Soliloquys Vol 2

Gone are those nights that we embraced closely body to body like in fights Breathe to breathe dosely as if a distant memory Locked away in ice armory So cold that I could shatter Yet so warm as a love letter Yet here I am in my bed Probably alittle well fed But with this sharp pain Stinging on and off in a strain And Oh! is that a kiss ah no it's just a distant diss How can I go back To those times of slack To those moments which my night torments