Oh! freezing winter wind,
You hurt me a lot
By your chilling air.
That forces me to furl
In the thick woolen blanket.
But.....
I do not curse you,
Because your nippy air,
Make her shiver
And she embraces me imperviously.
Her soft, sweet melons
Crushes against my body,
And the musk of her melons
Keeps me warm
Throughout the hours
Of the sluggish day.
Her sharp, round, fully erected grapes
Pierce my soul.
I do not curse
Oh! freezing winter wind.
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