frost

frost, i breathe in, the freezing air filling my lungs, bleeding into my veins, chilling to the bone, as it spreads throughout me; a network of ice just as a cobweb, and i am the pitiful prey trapped by nature's embrace. teeth chattering, reddened skin pricks at sensitive nerves threatening to fall apart any moment, a frostbitten heart ceases to beat no more. for acceptance is one that cannot be forced, for it is nature's law that love has its destiny, for it is our right to refuse another.