The north east wind doth blow up my sleeves.
As a wicked witch reveling in an invisible incognito.
Nipping my breasts in loves lost regret.
Always love a decent breeze.
Wind biting my nose, prompting an impromptu sneeze.
Cradles my body, but not tenderly.
Nothing lasts forever thank heavens.
Soon the wind will die today.
Having ripped at moments past.
Momentous in memories.
Glory banners promote a once lost issue in chilled delight.
Rain and snow.
Kith and kin of chill. 
All hail the suns return in spring!

By ladylivvi1


© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)


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