The chill air seeps into my clothing, br Stripping away all pretense of who I am. br I am reduced to the core of my being- br All secrets, br All lies, br Gone. br The cold is alive, br Breathing. br It knows me, br It wraps itself around me, br Embracing me in a windy hug. br I love the cold, as it loves me. br I embrace it, br As it embraces me. br I live in the cold, br Eternal; br There is no warmth in me.