Longing November Poem by John Florio

The cold wind and the chilly air,
freeze my heart and make it numb;
For a lonely life, ah, it's so unfair,
hard to suffer, and easy to succumb.

How callously the nature treats,
all days and nights, the heart weeps;
Longing still for those heartbeats,
wanna hear before the winter creeps.

The rivers and the seas are frozen,
the earth is studded by the dewdrops;
Longing for someone who's chosen,
to be with me before this clime stops.

Also the nights are so bitter cold,
and emptiness grows day-and-night;
With no one here to tightly hold,
shivering alone, alas, what a plight!