Hoji-cha kisses
Warm, roasted, gentle
Melt frost from my nose
The tip of my nose
On this frozen night
With you

We stroll
Through silent snow
On ancient cobbled streets
Slushing through shadows
Thorny shadows
Cold and soft
But I'm warm
With you

Copyright © Lara B. a.k.a. Lalachan
January 2013