It’s cold outside
icy wind, freezing rain
and with snow coming in
Polar Vortex is giving
its hardest kisses again.

I open the door,
step out
breathe deeply
feel a chilly grip
on my heart,
but its good, soothing
for
there’s fire burning
in my betrayed heart.
I prefer freezing outside
than have cursed love
burn my body and soul
when I am inside.
Winter, kiss me, really hard.