Surprised
LIKE A COLD GUST OF NORTHERN WIND
That hits me.
With each icy fibre of air
like a dagger
attacking, forcing the cold into my fragile skin,
awakening my senses,
so cold it burns.
It is nowt but a surprise,
bringing my mind alive
and so forth
slowly
bringing me
sudden realisation.
That hits me.
With each icy fibre of air
like a dagger
attacking, forcing the cold into my fragile skin,
awakening my senses,
so cold it burns.
It is nowt but a surprise,
bringing my mind alive
and so forth
slowly
bringing me
sudden realisation.