Mr. Winter
You haunted
My dreams
Even when
I was awake
Snow
Froze
My nose
You Frostbit my Senses
When you iced me over in lies
Promises
broke
like
the
icicles
hanging
From
your
icy
finger-
tips
Mr. Winter
Your eyes are dark
You draw beautiful images
That crumble and crackup
Creating dangerous situations
I was found frozen
In your conversation
Too slow
To avoid
Decapitation
Your irrational world
Cut off - - - my rationalization
Mr. Winter
You love games
Sleigh rides
Down steep hills
And skating on thin ice
Your fairytales
Are the bed time
Stories
That freeze
My Dreaming
Igloo
