Submitted by Paul
Frosty fingers reach out to me
I embrace the cold
Something that I can feel
Alas unable to hold
Icy particles prick my body
Trying to enter in
Cold winds swirling around
Goose bumps upon my skin
The moon darts behind a cloud
Not daring to show its face
An owl is hooting far away
Taking to the sky with artful grace
I do not move, this is my choice
There is nowhere left to go
Remain here for evermore
No one will ever know.