I can feel you in the air here
I can see you in the blue glare
I can touch you in my arms
I can breathe your loving warms
I can love you in the way I like
I can embrace you on the knife
I can kiss you with your blush
I can paint you with feel brush
For, you always move within
The premises of my heart inn
Neither a guest nor are a host
You are all in all of this frost
This frost freezes my feelings
From top to bottom chillings
I wish to be buried in snow
With you somewhere too below
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