I’m tired, the kind of tired that makes you want to curl up and
forget the day.
My blankets, soft, warm, green,
will heat me up and soothe away my fears.
I’m tired of watching you beyond the glass,
it’s frosted with distance, indecision, and
I see your figure though the pane and want to call out,
bring you in, give you cocoa, and fall into a pile of ease, and
Fall back in love with me.
Leave the cold and come back into my arms, I’ll keep you
from the world,
warmed by wood and fire.
I’ll stay by your side
My love, my life, my happiness,