A Spander Christmas Stocking
Christmas comes but once a year.
Standing in the cool crisp air,
Snow flakes falling from the sky,
Touching me: a cool surprise.
The touch of cold upon my skin,
Sets my mind a-wandering, to warm
Nights and loving so sweet, and in the
Midst of all that heat, cool pale arms
Surrounding me, keep me cool, and the
Snow has me remembering you, and all
The joyful things we've been through.