Antarctica/Friolenta Poem by Nika McGuin

I've never been a follower
I tend to carve out my own path
but after just one sitting with you
I knew, I could follow you anywhere
even to the frigid extremities of Antarctica
"Soy friolenta." you know, I hate the cold
but just to be with you I would
live in an igloo and go ice fishing
barefoot in the icy arctic snow
I would bear the shivers with the broadest smile
Somehow, for you it would all be worthwhile