How do you like this poem?
Mist of the obscurity surrounds
Closing in then retreating
All when the radiance goes down
The glow dulls, closer now
The eclipse expands above
The splendor pushed down on the horizon
Last of the warmth descends on my head
My body immersed leisurely in the icy breath
Warmth disappears from my fingertips
My legs pale ghastly as the frigid bath washes over them
My feet whimper a goodbye to the indulgent heat
My world foresees the darkness, but awaits the return of light