Winter days

These cold winter days,
are the days that haunt her.

she looks back and remembers
all the good times, the the day

of the crisp cold wind, while
being held in his arms.

feeling no harm, while taking
in every bit of love to hot
coca running down her throat.

there love like warm soup
after sledding, and snowball fights.

The first slurp, surprising but
fulfilling after awhile the

surprise goes away and the
hotness turns to cold

while your stomach takes a whole 360 turn.