To Be Discovered

The cold paints a portrait
Your portrait crafted in a coat
Of paint, snuggled
But you are wide awake
Arrogantly defying the weather
You are man without attire
You cover to hide
You peel skin and bones
You are man hiding
Escaping into the freezing zone
But you want to be seen
To be discovered
A standing portrait
Hung in a room with chandeliers.