Smitten In Mittens
I really love how the moonlight
Reveals the sparkle in your eyes
And how the cold accentuates
The feelings shown across your face
How every time you take a breath
Diamonds scatter ‘cross your breast
And all that you can think about
Is hold me close and not let go
This is my favorite time of year
Because it brings out most held dear
I see all of the sultry sides
Of this angel called my wife
