Winter is Coming for my sensibilities
I feel the tingle of cold wisps dancing through the air
one catches me every time I am not looking
I think the chill is flirting with my attention
or just maybe I am as enamored with his touch
a fellow Italian.. WELCOME! :) keep on writing/posting Ciao F.
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I think the chill is flirting with my attention Beautiful line, enjoyed the poem. 10