Dread and doubt fall with the snow
And the joy of holding your hand crawls through me with the cold.
A smile, so gentle upon your face,
Reminds me of the trust that we have hidden in this place.
A white, white landscape of our handsome town,
Cannot look beautiful in comparison to you.
Just know that when I’m standing at your side
There are three fragile words still hiding in my mind.
Ice and frost block out the girls that look our way,
A barrier against lust that I hoped we’d never feel.
We could slip and we could fall, and drown in the darkness
But I’ll keep holding on, there’s no way we’re going to lose this.
Hold me again, keep me warm in comfort.
Kiss me again, keep me believing in my heart.
Can we lie on the floor in front of the fire?
Keep whispering those jokes, when I love that you’re liar.
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