Cold Poem by nicholas boateng

Its cold
And i can feel it
Polar bears search for mates
And so men in these moments for dates

The air is all white
I can see the breathes of life
Sounds on my roofs by darts of rainss
Drizzles and breeze in loving times

Oh dear, so lonely she is
The hearth not hot enough
And oceans of embers same
Kitty her by her
And scooby with
Yet not seeing is him seen

"Wish you were here with me"
To hold me
And send me to bed
My love