I run to the door,
Hurrying to get the person inside.
I throw the door open,
Snow whipping at my already-cold face,
Squinting to see their face.
Warmth comes back as the door is forced shut,
I look upon his frosty face,
Red from stinging snowflakes,
Cold from the icy wind.
He comes near me,
He wraps his frozen arms around my still-thawing body,
I am not cold though,
Something deep within me is glowing.
'I missed you'
He says in my chilled ear.
'Missed you to.'
Shivering and smiling.
His icy breath tickles and cools my face,
And we get ready to spend our first Christmas together.
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