bicycleofthoughts

The roads are dimly lit, a little dark
A little silent, not even the dogs bark
My clothes are a little thin, almost stark
And the cold cold wind, daggers my skin

Houses on both sides, leak warm light,
Leak warm chatter that is so tempting,
so teasing, without offering an invite
eliciting a muted laugh from within

I keep on walking at almost no pace
I don't have to even reach some place
These are cold nights and I walk alone 
Looking for something that's already gone 

All I need is a little warmth
Some for my skin and some for my heart
Maybe a scarf, a jacket with a hood 
And some company would be good 

A couple enters my sight, standing under the light
by the road sharing caresses, ever so slight
sharing smiles, seeming content, seeming so right
that the cold might give up without a fight

The couple's passion is their own
I don't belong, I have no part to play
For me it's the road and the moon,
everything else will be sleeping soon

There are no sounds now, only my footsteps
The cold falls on me as the night grows
I can stop and sit, only to freeze
so I walk, to hit by the cold breeze

The cold of tonight and of all my years
comes all together and overbears
My left eye waters and the right one tears 
Drops freeze on my face and no one hears

My eyes feel heavy, sadly they are cold
My arms feel numb, sadly they are cold
So I pray to the nights, as my knees fold
Sadly they are dark, sadly they are cold