Williwaw

Cold cold breeze Touching slightly Like breathe to the face Tinges and awakes The dying embers of a distant memory Cold cold freeze Plays its way first in my forehead Message that lingers and embeds Face that haunts This surprised mind that floats Cold cold zephyr Gently finding my eyelid gutter Remains heartening to reality Here still open to possibility Cold cold wind Blowing into my cheeks Touching longing Feeling suffering Now caressing my lips Tasting heaven through the distant shores This cold cold williwaw Is tempest to my soul Will never freeze The warmth inside With your first hello For this cold may take me away To distant shores Only reverberates you to me In this little bit of sunshine in my heart The summer and spring waft through the winter wind Plays ever here despite our worlds apart Blowing ever closely in my mind