FROZEN BREATH

I wash my face with midnight
As the moonlight settles in
I let it sink into my skin
And caress my every curve
Chilled from a winter breeze
I’m numb to its nimble hand
Focus and clarity do I seek
Breathing in frozen gusts
My lungs fill with rationality
And I can once again begin

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