Imagine yourself with me in the mountains,
Imagine peaceful tranquility away from plains,
Imagine nights full of love and forget pains.

We travel through the mountainous terrain,
We see just colder snow everywhere & no rain,
We go through snow mounted on our horse.

Our horse starts panting as it smells water,
Our wounds tingle with pain & ask for rest too,
Our stomachs demand food too as it seems.

Your elegant eyes see a dark house close-by,
Your now wearying voice tells me to stop over,
Your royal desire is an order for me to obey.

I also agree as we must treat our injuries,
I dismount the horse first to experience pain,
I do offer a hand to you for dismounting.

You are here in this ancient wooden house,
You rest upon the ancient creaky barrel chair,
You look at me with the cute eyes of yours.

I ask you if you needed something soothing,
I am told by you to come and stay by your side,
I come while sensing this cold bothering us.

Your voice quivered from the terrible cold,
Your hands do crave for fresh air of the cabin,
Your mind tells you to remove your gloves.

I looked at you with my questioning eyes,
I am asked by you regarding the same thing,
I agree with you & remove my gloves too.

You come & hold my hands - feel the heat,
You have your hands as frigid as snow & ice,
You sigh with a smile as you feel relieved.

This smile meant much more than relief,
This meant that you want bit more warmth,
This makes me smile back at you kindly.

Imagine us admiring each other happily,
Imagine listening to your own voice inside,
Imagine the snow dust pouring outside...