If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.

Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

I don't dream of a ceiling fan which is always here spinning above my head. I dream of a cool weather

If you venture to be a sageLet your virtues subside your rageFor deep wisdom you’ll be veneratedLet cold veins feel blood cells generated

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear

Spring can still be felteven if you lay under the bedFrozen heart can meltin coldness when wintry love misled