It's sunny in California,
But I'm still wearing my fur coat and boots.
No one knows how cold I am without you.
I feel like the very core of frost bite,
When I'm not holding you close to me.
No one knows how cold I am without you.
And I hope you know my teeth are chattering,
With a fierceness that's actually quite annoying,
As I attempt to write this poem,
Telling you how despitethe sun and warmth all around me,
My hearts always buried in the harshest of winters.
No one knows how cold I am without you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
winter knows your pain that forever you may not rain uunless unto the drowning pool you make me dive again