Sensible Kinda Cold

The cold here is a kind and sensible cold
That you wish will come more often
While blistering winds howl down
Assailing the face in detached hatred
Impersonal, yet intense.

Whitened lips defend teeth from the attacks
So that the winds do not pain them
On those days of mocking frozen sunlight

But this cold is kindly cold
Gentle to the touch, same as heat
When its feathers graze the skin

Except, of course
That there is squishing beneath your shoes
As the white stuff bemoans your trotting
Quick, lively trotting to escape air that

Pings upon your face
While your toes go white and corpselike.
A friendly, kissing chill
That fades with the embrace of green.

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