Walking, along the silent street

In the darkness, the snow glints like fire

I scrunch it with my naked feet

It burns, it tingles

It’s the burning I desire

 

In front of me, a wet black hole

surrounded by blue ice

I tremble in my flesh and soul

I’m here, I’m there, in no disguise

And every step I take leaves a print

I measure with my eyes

 

Then a splash, a breath

The water flows

Blood circles through my veins

The fresh wind grabs my skin, so softly it blows

My body burns in flames