December 25th
Winter is indeed my flavor,
Which makes you my
Snow King.
And a pillar comprised of
Carbonite and an iron
Imposition—you still
Hold on to me.
Beyond your fortress is your
Sweet pillow—on which
I lay and coo in
Comfort as you
Warm me.
Greetings, lover,
Renewed like a
Christmas carol
Falling for a
Songbird.
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