Cold Winter

Cold Winter I stroll down the road, wind chills blow Deserted and melted in flurries of snow The sidewalk is drenched with slush My furry boots move in languid hush In the comfort of my woolly I breathe in the icy air When suddenly, a gnawing despair To see the gloomy, uncrowned beauty I have made it through steadily Bare hands, numb and steely Cheeks drawn and wan The evening moon, lost and gone As I linger in the intersection Cars slowing down a section Lights dancing against a hazy dusk Then darkness, I am left with things to ask OH, cold winter, are you in a row? With green blazing summer glow? When my face is burnt by salty sea breeze But you glaze me with an incurable emptiness.