Gold

Fade,
gone in the Winter,
whispered in the night,
bring me back,
left behind to dance;
to dance in the summer,
fade in the fall,
bring back the dance of summer,
gone in the Winter,
bring me back to life,
as I am,
bring back the tiny ballerina dancer;
black and white to the be-golden hole,
time;
bring me back the golden soul,
fated;
black and white,
love is told in hope from wrath,
vengeance is left for me,
I am who I am,
beneath one soul;
from wrath to love;
in vengeance to hatred,
love is the war;
as love has said it all before-
gold.