Wintertime Has Come Again
Wintertime has come again, and love is still in the air.
The snow trickling down our shoulders is but warm
as you shield me from the coldest Winter snowstorm.
Many a year ago you saved me from my despair,
and together a new and perfect life we did form.
For I am but a woman craving to be near you always,
and you are but a man so gentle in all his ways.
Wintertime has come again, and into your eyes I gaze.
December 17, 2018
A Succinct Treat
Michelle Faulkner
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