September 18, 2012

“Brushed by Cold”

 
 
“Brushed by Cold”
 
cji
9/19/12
 
Still the night air chill
softly pastels of breath
tears quickly to ice
ruby red the cheeks
glistening the lights
far away a thought
once when at home
now here so alone
many battles fought
awake so many nights
days extended to weeks
the air cut with a knife
brushed by cold death
still the night air chill!
 
Copyright © 2012 – cji


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