bitter cold oft cuts like a knife,
warms the soul of ones life.
you share a warm cup of coffee with me?
kisses will chase the cold away, you'll see.
and snuggle with me under the cover.
this cold day, will you be my sweet lover?
can stay warm, without any roaring fire.
your eyes and feel my passionate desire.
am afraid I have only one cup my dear.
we will have to divvy from this one cup I fear.
mind, I know the best way for us to share.
to lips as I run my fingers through your hair.
this indeed, sounds like a good plan to you.
me know and we will see what we can do.
special brew of ours may become an addiction.
we warm November up with a little friction?