Winter brings you to mind
Hail dancing against your back
As you run to greet me
Cheeks flushed and breath
Sweet with mulled wine
Warm against my neck
Exposed so eagerly
Awaiting your kisses
Curls contained beneath
A tweed flatcap
Spectacles fogged and
Decorated with raindrops
Steady hands hot
On my hips
Ready to meet yours
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