The Colds Embrace

You lay there surrounded by the beauty of the flakes That drift beautifully from the sky You try to reach out to grasp the beautiful flakes That have dazzled you for hours The right arm you command to reach out with does not obey You look down to see why not and see that it is a very pale color You then command your left arm to reach for your pale arm but it does not obey either You the realize to your horror that your skin from your neck to your feet is the same Pale color Because while you watched the flakes The flakes watched you and they took you into their embrace and all that are caught in their grip never escape