Cold

It’s really, really, really cold…
But the worst thing is not to know of its existence
unless his route, scratching your bones, your skin and your joints,
the terrible immobility sensation that produces us, the loss of vital energy
We turn into inert human being,
during the winter season we are dying and later we are reborn in summer season .
Shivers, Shivers, Shivers
Close to goosebumps, vermilion noses and tearful eyes…
There’s nothing that it can come out and stood in its way
It blows, wets and freezes
And finally we feel as a petrified people in front of its presence.
Freeze kisses.