Frozen in time, our
"together" moments.
Hidden from view
by winter's cold shoulder.
A forever memory
on my lips, on my skin
makes me long for you, as
the days grow ever colder.
Anticipating the warmth
of your breath, of your touch.
Needing your comfort
as ice and frost grow bolder.
Your presence here amiss.
Winter's end, a promise of returning bliss.
