Wintry thoughts not so far away

Night we had to park the car

‘cause it would just not go

over Jacob’s slick, slick gap

where it was just you and me

walking under a winter sky

so in love and not caring

we were walking

up a snowy

steep road

Night you wore the wool poncho

and I, the silk robe

snow piled so high

door would not open

where it was just you and me

so in love and not caring

enough wood stacked

to keep the stove burning

Night you called out to me

With your poetry

I slipped away

so I could sleep in our bed

so in love and not caring

feeling you inside of me

such a beautiful night of poetry