Late November Morning

I breathe in the chill
As warmth radiates from my mouth,
Drifting into the frigid air.

The cold wraps me in it’s arms,
Unfamiliar yet comforting,
A new song,
Sung by the ashen frost
Covering the fallen leaves.

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One comment

  1. Kayla I. Shown-Dean · November 25, 2014

    I like it; it portrays the cold almost like an invasive lover

    Like

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