I just step outside,
an ice cube hit my cap.
The cold wind hits me,
and just cool my fiery mind.

They said, “ice is cold,”
and will hold me
I act, to believe them;
as trusting them.

A natural gap innate;
waving to the shore with smile
“Goodbye my darling, goodbye my dear one,”
I begin to walk,
while Ice hit me persistently.