A chilling breath against the nape of my neck
Her pale hair tossed upon my chest
Her kisses send chills throughout my body…bit by bit...until I feel numb
Her tiny figure is wrapped around me, swallowing me whole
She looks up at me…her honey eyes staring into my heart
My Elurra….she may seem cold, but her heart is warm.
She is gentle, but if her feelings can change from calming breeze to a fierce storm
Each year she appears, then vanishes in the ever-warming sun
I wait each year for her to return.
My love, she is Winter.