the moon is always coming to cloak the night sky with gleaming light.
away the wind howls,with the leaves as they go.
nightfall is pitched by a chilling breeze.
the gust is elevated by flusters that uphold
the bitter chill of your hands is felt through your gloves
your face icyling pierced by a thin layer of cool crisp breeze
the stiffness of your body climbs to your head
your rosy cheeks and nose, quivered by numbness
your teeth begans to jitter violently
inhale the breif seconds of your life
so that it may last a lifetime
Written~ By Fatimah
