Winter Kisses

As personified as the words may seem, they deceptively should (hopefully) capture how dangerous and deceiving the winter season (is) can be.

You kiss my flesh;

sometimes tender,

sometimes rough.

Gentle brushes,

and stinging jolts.

There's a chill in my bones where you once were;

an ache in my heart, where my body loses strength.

There's stars in my vision, as it all slips away;

a numbing sensation, as my fingers lose their hold.

There is nothing.

There is nothing.

You kiss my flesh;

a chilly whisper,

an arctic scream.

Little nips,

and blistering pain.

There is nothing.

There is nothing.

You've bitten my skin,

leaving me raw.

But your beauty remains,

it's all I saw.

Author's Note

It's about winter, not actual kisses. Though I suppose, if you view it that way, it isn't entirely impossible. It's all in the eye of the beholder, yes?

Reviews

[Poet]

Knowing what its about, the words make so much sense and convey that winter chill nicely.

[The Veiled Writer]

Ah, that's splendid news to hear! Thank you very much. :)

[norafb]

I love the way it could be received in many ways. It's a beautiful love and/or winterish song.I also like the rhythm. And the strong voice in lines "There is nothing" !
Really good job :)

[The Veiled Writer]

Thank you! I appreciate the review, and the comment on its rhythm. (: It is pleasing to know you enjoyed it!