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I like to stay outside on nights like this,
When the air is acidic cold and the wind is consequently rigid that it picks up the snow for its continuous fall.
I’ll take off my hat and gloves.
Take off my coat and shoes,
And stand their naked in the cold.
Naked in my soul.
The snow blinds my eyes.
I can’t see anymore,
And I don’t want to.
Why does it seem like every flake that falls never lands in my mouth?
I stand there looking up into nothing,
Opened jawed,
Yet the flurries never surface my lips.
Icicles form on the door tops,
I walk through without a caution.
Sometimes I wish they would plunge onto my head.
The icy frost would feel so nice departing through my blazing heart.
I want the coldness to turn to lust.
Take over my body and turn my chills to sweet orgasms.
Make my heart beat every time it snows.
Make me fear the sight of the sun.
Make me hate the feel of being warm.
Rape me in the snowstorm.
When the air is acidic cold and the wind is consequently rigid that it picks up the snow for its continuous fall.
I’ll take off my hat and gloves.
Take off my coat and shoes,
And stand their naked in the cold.
Naked in my soul.
The snow blinds my eyes.
I can’t see anymore,
And I don’t want to.
Why does it seem like every flake that falls never lands in my mouth?
I stand there looking up into nothing,
Opened jawed,
Yet the flurries never surface my lips.
Icicles form on the door tops,
I walk through without a caution.
Sometimes I wish they would plunge onto my head.
The icy frost would feel so nice departing through my blazing heart.
I want the coldness to turn to lust.
Take over my body and turn my chills to sweet orgasms.
Make my heart beat every time it snows.
Make me fear the sight of the sun.
Make me hate the feel of being warm.
Rape me in the snowstorm.