The sun is almost weak and pale
As clouds deaden its high wail
It is wonderful when rain kisses my head
While everybody is asleep in their bed
It is winter. The thunder is the main soundtrack
The lightening causes the sky a sparkling crack
A leap of faith is born in each and every drop
A dream of eternity in the veins cannot stop
Winter is the smell of rain mixed with dust
A mad storm in the mind may always gust
Its coldness makes the witches blind and dumb
Their fire is quenched and their hands are numb
At night, the moon is surrounded by cotton bales
It roams the sky like pilgrims in white veils
But when I see her eyes, I welcome Spring
My heart overbeats as a bird that likes to sing
She is a nymph with hazel eyes
A fairy that around me always flies
From her aromatic breath warmth is born
She is lithe like a wild rare unicorn
In the presence of the moon, she steals the scene
She is on the throne of my heart. She is my queen
With her, my life is peaceful like Alexandrian streets on Sundays
With her love, the bitter winter becomes a train of sunny days
Winter does not make me a writer or a sonneteer
It only inspires me to describe love, hope and fear
But she is my love and my mighty angelic muse
She is the pure magic that I will never misuse
Perfect <3
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