Winter Passion

by Bronwen   Dec 17, 2005


Winter Passion

When your alone in the winter, surrounded by cold

When your hands are empty, just find someone to hold

When your lips are longing, and your heart is ready

When the passion burns, and your feeling unsteady

When empty spaces, need filling with fire

when your skin bleeds with resounding desire

When your body is numb and breath becomes ice

When the air smells of pine, sugar and spice

Dance with the wind, and become one with him

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