Her body jolted, the brisk atmosphere invaded her throat
The sun was hidden, and she knew it had been
Five weary days since the air kissed her face
A nod from the void, a crisp nuzzle on her neck
The embrace cool like a cellar, yet she breathed it in with grace
She has lingered here before, a waiting maiden on a dock
Fleeting seconds she would not soon replace
A cold kiss is better than none at all, a welcome friend for redemption

And though she wished for warmth and the scent of a lilac
She admired the frosty sky, mapping out the heavens
While silver shells slumbered on a vast canvas black
The little dipper caught her eye, she eagerly proclaimed it so
Finger stiff towards the sky, awaiting a response
Unmoved, he dashed to the car and uttered, hurry - it’s only three below
So little dipper, dear friend, goodbye. Thank you for the limerence