It’s cold.

I shiver from the warmth.

Tingles and ripples make my skin quiver.

Frost coats what time hasn’t frozen,

And I struggle to stay awake.

Comfort flees.

Time waits.

I’m cold, and the sky is shining.

The sun glows down at me.

Laughing, shining eyes watch me.

Blood flows hot

and my veins are cold.

It’s cold.

And I’m shivering from the warmth.