On your pale skin it melted
Sending shivers up your spine
Colours drained as body was whitely pelted
Sweater for heat I gave you mine
Wind howling as if chanting a spell
Numbness crept to your exposed vein
Palm friction helped little
Dry skin only giving you pain
Wrapping a muffler before you turn brittle
Wrote me on the pavement though you misspell
Idiotically another body part freezed
Furiously wrapped by the cold breeze
Glancing at my hand, pocketed
My mistake, it's the glove that you appease
Sounds of spring in the bells
Signaling the start of hell
As greens covered the brae
Hey, I have a story to tell
I need winter to stay
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I made a tribute to the past winter season, hope you like it!
