Cold in my aloneness, I sit in darkened silence,

Wrapping blankets around my alabaster nakedness

I light another cigarette, embers sizzling, burning red

Crackling echoes in the midnight gloom,

Thick smoke sinking into hollow lungs

Empty as my life alone

Sometimes it seems too much to bear

This overwhelming desire

Haunting the blackness, each time I wake

And Cold in my aloneness, I sit in darkened silence,

 find only shadows of the whitewashed walls return my stare

When I should be seeing your eyes feeling your skin

Where only blankets touch me now I shiver as they slip from me

Rising to don my scarlet robe

I cannot stand the oppression of the nothingness in this room

And walk barefoot into the winter night

Snowflake fluffs like cotton diamonds

Mother nature cries as could only a woman who understands

What it is to wait for springtime