It’s cold, it is very cold.

Wind embraces my existence.

The only that, at the moment, caresses in an instance.

Swiftly, it tickles my naked feet,

my exposed legs, my bare neck,

my dormant instincts.

Thoughts.

They slowly let loose from my mind.

Along come the memories,

that begin the cold from my skin to unwind.

Serenity.

Although my body shivers, my heart dwells in delight.

Remembering your smile…

Warmth…

Wind has come to a demise.