The cool, summer night's breeze,
Rushes through the open window.
It sweeps in around me,
Whispering through my hair
And tickling my skin
The cold night's air, is, in itself, warmth
As a memory far in the distance,
Threatens to break free.
Of a night like tonight,
When the summer night's breeze blew through my hair
And I was all alone,
And it was dark,
And it was cold,
And it was bone chillingly