Winter Cold On Me Poem by Gianni Pintus

The children's are playing out in snow,
Throwing snowball over the roof downfall.

Little flakes are fallen from the mighty sky
Father Christmas is coming in this winter pale.

The cold above us is bringing romance with sunlight,
I will hold you in my arms my dear love in this cold night.


When the morning coming we will be ready to run.
I will still hold you in my arms my dear love in the hot sun.

I don't care about this cold winter.
Because I love you and you know I mean it! ! ! !

I think of you every minute in this cold wind,

I want you even when there is the winter cold on me.