Cold Love Poem by Daniel Miltz

Frigid week in winter clock
The frosty welcomes me with a sock
Winter cold caress me fine
Blowing ice air in wind pine

I feel old pleasant memory flashback
Bring to mind, my childhood home sack
Bitter wind blows, snowflakes spread
'Bout my head, in my frosty attic bed

Love this kind of coldness
Laying in the darkness
Pitch black with surround sound
The fresh cold of winter around 'n abound

My hooves smooch the cold, hard floor
The warmth of the blanket, adore
Is all I need for my dreams lofty
And thoughts to sandman frosty

© daniel miltz