If in winter I found you
Hot buttered rum romance
Breathless and bundled together
In the Bing Crosby carols
That tug at the heart
I'd build you a fire
That would never burn out
If in winter I found you
Skies the color of tombstones
Mercury dropping and drawing you in
To covers of cotton while you Sunday napped
Loving the fact that day's were short
And nights, Oh nights, crawling slowly
As we could've been buried in our own avalanche
Of finishing each other's sentences
The warmth of love will blossom flowers even when covered by the frost of winter... simply delightful!
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I like this poem a lot. It's very compact, each of the two stanzas is completely filled with details of the weather, the coziness, the almost casual liason of the two main characters, no tension, no doubts or holding back. this is how love should proceed for mutual happiness. You create so much warmth in this poem in the setting, characters, landscape, I'm almost nostalgic for winter. (I can; t believe I admitted that! !)