between the seasons

You have come to the cold snow
you have been to the hot desert
You paused in the empty space
You let the wind blow hard between your face

you looked deserted with the bustle
you look sad with closed eyes
You look pale with those colors
You let the time walking around your head

you walk but you're crying
You run but you're disappointed
you pause when you're thinking hard
You let the rain and hot fight in front of your eyes

and the time is changing rapidly
any changes to look different
slightly different flavor
I do not know where you are

returned if tired
I'm here
between the seasons