The Cold Air Makes Me Cheesy, Always Poem by Mhawi Rosero

the cold air makes me cheesy, always
always makes me wish for some dreams to come true
that if i could just slow the earth down
i might reverse its turn and recollect those fleeting memories
but only santa could make it stop

i chased after those fleeting thoughts
that sped up after i met you - i was chasing after you
as i tightened my grasp around them
they just slipped away and left me alone
waiting for that twelfth strike of the night to shake my very soul

i was cold, all alone
when you came along and walked with me side by side
i wished to know your name, your eyes, your smile
but as you told me, you popped out into the darkness
just like those glittering sparks of my dreamy fireworks.

the air smells like christmas carol
but i feel naked, my emptied soul
you know, i was worn out thinking of you
but i just couldn’t help it
only santa could make the time stop

if i could just slow the earth down
i might reverse its turn and recollect those haunted thoughts
i’m chasing after
that sped up after the day i met you
if only i could cut this string that chained me and my desires to you
but only santa could make it stop

the cold air makes me cheesy, always
always makes me wish to be with you…