Cold Love
Frigid week in a winter clock
Frosty welcomes me with a sock
Winter is cold, caress me fine
Blowing ice air, in the wind pine
Old pleasant memory, flashback
Bring to mind, my childhood home sack
The bitter wind blows, snowflakes spread
'Bout my head, in frosty attic bed
Love this kind of frigid coldness
Laying in the complete darkness
Pitch black with total surround sound
Fresh cold winter around, abound
My hooves smooch the cold, hardy floor
The warmth of the blanket, adore
Is all I need for dreams lofty
And thoughts to the sandman frosty
© daniel miltz
