Warm

The weather started getting heavy,

the cold was tearing at my lungs.

Icy blasts of wind and snow

had rendered us the frozen ones.

The only reason I made it through

was because I always was with you.

Your beaming rays of sunshine

guaranteed your warmth would be mine.

And the fact you held me so close

had me thinking that without you,

I'd sink and drown in sorrow

far away from the place you held me and made me new.