Warm My Skin

It's bitter cold
after last night's rainfall
But I'll bare it
just to be captivated
by the beauty of the sunrise
once again.
Though my hands
are shaking
and my body quivers
I'll pretend it's a different
kind of undulation.
Like the anticipation
of a first kiss.
Or the sensation of satisfaction
after a long night
with the person that you love.
How similar these things could be.
So I'll just pretend
my body doesn't quake
from the sting of cold wind.
Until the sun comes up
and warms my skin.