Whether Or Not The Weather Changes

It feels like snow... And it would come as no surprise This late in January I have been grateful For this unpredicted u Unseasonably warm Winter Knowing I would spend it alone Maybe Mother Nature Once had her heart stolen And decided I deserved a break From being buried house bound Having to dig myself out With fingers frozen And a wish for a stronger back It smells like snow... The air hanging heavy Like cream cheese frosting A circling swirl of cutting wind That cracks it's whip Forcing me to walk faster The keep-moving joints Of this girl Who used to dance From dark to daylight Now feeling the effects Of many a season's struggle It tastes like snow... Icicle breaths harden on my once cherry Now, chapped lips Water droplet words are formed Yet quickly and quietly frozen Left clinging crystalized From the slanted rooftop of my thoughts It might just snow... And I'll be stuck under the avalanche Of missing that man The one who promised many seasons Before taking with him My lemondrop melting sun To leave the snow clouds looming I'm sure it will snow