January Wind
You shift the autumn breeze, again,
you creep into the wind.
To crawl beneath my skin, again,
as winter's chill seeps in.
Your absence fills the air, again,
and wraps my world with ice.
It taunts and toys with time, again—
It stretches sleepless nights.
My layers fail to shield, again,
against the coming breeze.
And I am left exposed, again,
to every gust it breathes.
I'm captured by the cold, again—
I drift with winter wind,
A blow that brings me back, and then
I watch you fade, again.
Copyright © Jessica C. Wheeler | Year Posted 2025
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