these thoughts of you keep life warm
the fire burns uncovered; the presence loves expulsion of brisk
frosting the trail for as long as i can recall
every step, beneath was nothing but a trip

until the thoughts of you started coming in
unmarked, ****, but yet a future it told
the light; it glows in a stance of fate
to be seen with the eyes but felt with the mind

airy winds gust, the ambers are caught; mirror of a fire fly
that drift through the blue crest night
an extension, the light that carries gathers darkness
to relive the tension felt by happiness
the northern frost; stretches cross the land
your foot print is to set forth
a trail that i may follow
on the hollow nights to find where you are

give me your breath, before the brisk intrudes
i will hold it, by my heart.
the cold it comes with intent to steal
our souls, close as yours can be
if i feel it, the cold will go

our hands will lock, i’ll pull you close
have my lips meet your neck, race along your chest
falling to your stomach
now your thighs, i open your legs

may my tongue give you health
and let you feel, what someone so divine should
the love and affection
we can lay on one another

and wish the cold a goodnight.