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