cold rain does it to me every time.

frigid rain
fogging up
black thick
frames
knit wool
tight over
ears and
eyebrows.

howling wind
through cotton
and denim
sleeves over
numb fingers
new shoes
kicking icy
puddles

racing dreams
thoughts of
places far
and hearts
close
longing for
the chill
to subside

time forgotten
in stares
through wet
windows and
shining metal
playing out
a life
needed