and in the winter, I find you as more than just a girl. I find you as more than simply a lover. I see you as more than just my everything.
You become my warmth. In every passing moment I search for a way to wrap myself in you and chase off these chilled moments. To force this terrible freeze to be little more than a fleeting draft.
I apologize for drawing closer, hands locked tightly with intertwined fingers which press my palms against your lower back so that I might overcome that awkward skinniness in myself and your unique back arch. Pardon the way I react to your almost heady scent when it forces its way into my mind and clouds every sense which I own. Excuse me if I wish nothing more than to press myself tighter into you during these cold days.
At least my passion is not dampened by the chill. At least I am not cold towards you.
Oh no, I strive to bring you warmth as well, come share yourself with me.