Shiver

With this winter chill moving in,

Causing these goose bumps upon my skin,

The world swallows me up, turning me into stone.

I close my eyes, and enter the arctic zone

I inhale the fire, and exhale the pain.

Removing my troubles, keeping me sane.

 

I’m leaving now darling, I’m taking the train.

Take my hand, and off we’ll go

To a place that’s strange, where we’re unknown

The sky is gray and the air is cold

Its out there waiting for us, our city of gold

 

Your eyes light the way, in a world of black

Your voice stains my ears, like the sun on my back

Your pulse is like a metronome, beating in my brain.

Im still breathing, pumping blood in my veins.

Keep me in your mind, don’t let me forget,

That living is living, no time for regret.

Reviews

[Calibaster]

This is very nice! I did get shivers! :) ;) Great job, I loved the imagery, and the description of feelings. :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

a well thought out and crafted piece that releases imagery without overpowering the reader, well done, good read.