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.