The onset of winter

[Art Deco]

Jae - I really liked this - Full of vivid imagery - The battle of Jack Frost vs the tender flower. All my garden annuals has now surrended to the onset of the freezing air with the marigolds the last to die!
Just a few comments .....

Her beauty stood pale against the cold dead grey Great opebning line but might "bright" be better than "pale" - a more powerful contrast between "cold dread grey" and the vivid colour of a flower.
She could feel his presence drawing ever closer - Perhaps "creeping"?
His huge expanse surrounded her - "Engulfed" ?
Setting her delicateness in absolute shadow
I told you did I not
His cold dead lips spit as he spoke
With frost bitten hands he gripped at her throat
I am your great castigator
A deathly instrument sent to rip you violently from your place Not sure if "rip" works here - Perhaps ... sent to wither and fade your summer's lustre
Not even your beauty will bring tear to my cold dead eye - I like this line
I swear it now you will die
But as he spit and raged her slender beauty stood poised
Loving and defiant, her hope seemed viscous
Even as he squeezed tighter
Draining the last of the air from her life giving lungs
I find this metaphor a bit far- reaching when attributed to a flower and not an animal - Maybe something like "Freezing the the last of her life -giving juices"
She knew that after all this death would come life
So with elegant grace she gave up the fight
And the world watched on in silence to the death of a flower

My sort of poem - Thanks for sharing