the winter wind is blowing now,
bringing you closer to me,somehow.
i remember your favorite color was red,
the books,the gossip,the music,on which you fed.


the smile you blew,in the chilling cold,
gorgeous,beautiful and bold.
i remember you under the winter sky,
where the sun was always shy,


to meet your eyes,the perfect figure,
which when spoke,took all vigour.
i remember the touch of your arm,
simple,smooth and warm.
when you spoke to me,made music in my ears,
i never told anyone,lose you,i fear.


the winter wind is back now,
bringing you more closer,somehow,
poking me sharp and tight,
bringing back all memories of delight.