she covers herself
with d blanket of darkness
revealing herself
to the airy ablaze.
with the cold seeping in
she caress him
with the tender touch
abrasive sometimes
wails of night
fall to her ears
with the sound of laughter
that give her a cheer
some sell some fight,
n some just burn
to see the winter day's light.
but he sits there
far from the day
far from the night,
he, who doent burn mid-night lamp
or day time plight ,
in her lap
far from the day
far from the night,
