I the col I can see my breath
and I try to recognize the face,
which floats thru my endless mind.
Foot steps are going to come closer
but I can´t hear the sound of which
would be knowled to me.
A coat wipes over my eyes,
as I see that it drives thru the wind.
A smell of confidence and proud
for fills the air.
My fingers spread out and I land on
the surface of wet skin,
as the rain drain\'s down.
A sound of wwhich myear just prepares for performance.
I rather turn the shadow disappearing round the corner, but
The taste of fear and shyness
covers my mouth.
A warm but with cold filled hand
touches my shoulder in vision.
I SHIVER
