Winter's Glow

Winter's glow on morning snow
as sun comes kiss the day
heated lips and fingertips
put cold on hold per se
Fabrics warm do not adorn
no nothing more than skin
seems as though as morning goes
so too these clothes we're in
Bitter kiss of cold to miss
these cheeks know no embrace
yet still a glow from morning snow
reflects upon my face
Through this window much to see
to have a room with view
as heated lips and fingertips
have catching up to do
A chilling trend as dreaming ends
and day with midnight wanes
still a glow for here to know
the warmth behind those panes