As the first snow falls and everything is blanketed in white
Time becomes as a standstill and I long to be within the
warmth of your arms
As the wind blows strong and winter becomes apparent
Time becomes a standstill and I long to be within the
warmth of your embrace
As the temperature drops and the streets ice over
Time becomes a standstill and I long to be within the
warmth of your touch
As the season changes to cold and I await the tenderness of you
Time becomes a standstill and I long to be within the
warmth of your presence
October 27 2003
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