Open the door and see
the winter morning
stands at your doorway,
Show the cold respect
and take its chillness
with the warm shawl.
On your cold lips,
Take hot tea in sips
with lovely eyes
and you can imagine
your very shy lover
in the snowflakes.
You'll leave the morning
to enjoy your darling
in a glaring gaze.
If your sweetie smiles
with a happy face,
Then you'll wake up early.
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