i might just, start liking the cold

a little bit more
when i snuggle
into the deliciously warm part of the bed
where you lay untill a few minutes ago

a tad more
when i catch a snowflake with the tip of my tongue
and it makes my mouth tingle
melting down my throat and warming my heart
just like your kiss a few hours ago

just a little bit more
when the cold, biting wind
hugs every inch of my body
numbing, and reminiscent
of the ecstasy that coursed through my body
as you loved me, only a night ago