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It’s getting colder outside
As the days go by
But inside, there’s a fire
And it’s burning, oh so bright

The winter cold melts beside the firelight
Nestled in a blanket, lies a girl with wanting eyes
Deep blue pools of serenity
Crimson lips, so honey sweet
Her pale skin glows from the fire
Faded orange, it sparks desire

And as I stare and shake the last remnants of the cold
I feel her bright eyes stare right through me to my soul
And through all the fire, heat and glow
I hear her heartbeat’s rhythmic tone

She looks at me with those need-you eyes
Sticks her pouty lip out saying “Don’t waste time
Get over here and lay with me right by this fire
Because it feels so cold without your arms in mine”