Cold

[StevenA]

Edit.2

On castle stone-bricks
stained and old
the bearded shadows have always felt
very cold.

The wind sneaked through the dungeon door.
All the warmth was his prey,
so the shadows
ran away.

The third and fourth lines of the first section don't seem to flow right when I read them. Maybe something like;
On castle stone-bricks
stained and old
Lay bearded shadows
and a chilling cold

As for the second section, I really like the way it sounds, and the images with it. I want to suggest maybe changing sneaked to snaked? I think it fits well with the idea of the warmth being prey too.
But, that's just me!
I do like the poem =)