A Winters Eve

Opaque frigid hues broken by winter
Like the cold you’ve taken a hold…of me
An imaginary rush, so brash in its’ passion

Captivated my eyes like a spell by the lore of your sincerity.
Memories leisurely dance, lingering upon my lip
Reflecting patterns of your face

Constant in the frustration, I had my conspiracy
Of a forgotten deigning that came to me,
A trembling disarray of silent screams, piercing, like a winter’s eve