This spot of melted snow

December is a month I choose to spend alone,

For some reason I invited you into my home,

Your voice sounded like an angel across the snow,

I never was a person to let my emotions show,

Then I showed you my soul,

Im cold,

Im cold,

Everything I touch turns frigid froze,

But your hands turned this ice into this feeling of warmth,

These castles of  my severed past come to a crash,

As I look deep into your eyes,

The sting of the wind on my face,

Turns into your lips embrace,

My heart thaws,

I forgot it could beat,

let alone skip like a kid on the street,

When our fingers lace,

I can feel my demons start to dissipate,

Their clammy palms losing grip over me,

I pause and see what surrounds me,

surrounded by cold icy holes,

As we stand in a lake of warm melted snow