I love peach schnapps on a cool front
porch , with a touch of November wind , wrapped
up in my old brown scarf
I go for Jaegermeister when I'm a bit peaked ,
a few Texas shots are just what the patient needed
I lean to whiskey when it's bitter cold and 'brisky' ,
a spiffy sock cap with a hot toddy or two work
right nifty* ...

There are some who may prefer a cloudless sky and the touch of a warm sun. These hearts are similar climates, and you may find them at no great distance from the equator.

Not mine.

My love is for the sedge and moss covered upland of frozen lakes, where the cold white blanket covers the steppes. Peace is found here, among the ice and whispered within the biting gale as it travels over her skin.

Her chill breath touches me, and I am not driven away.
For within my chest beats a fire as black as space between the stars.

And I go unclothed, as the caribou carry me across the frozen land.

I am the horned god.

as nights grew longer
air felt chilly on bare skin
where have you gone, days?

Tonight under this full moon
Let its light guide me to my room
We're there I can escape to my mind
Let my feelings be secure at what I find
For I am not a god nor an Adonis
I'm not weak or strong but honest
If I love you I would never leave you
If you hurt me take my wounds with you for they are your scars to remember me by
And when all the doors you knock on have open and shut in an instant
Perhaps those who've answered have your picture posted no entrance
by now you don't understand what you've done
because in your world your always number one
perhaps you'll finally realize that number one is a lonley number
the rest of us is the sum of everything to come adios