It is not yet midnight
I am still awake ,and bright eyed.
I love winters and I love the breeze,
It seems tonight as if world is about to freeze.
Tucked in a quilt, heavy and quite warm,
Not cold though i miss the cosy nook of your arm.
Waiting for the winters blossoms to bloom,
I quite dislike the late night summer time noisy gloom.
So i revel in the silence when everyone is trying to get warm
The nightly winter night is yet incomplete without your heat and charm.
A delightfully contemplative poetic divertissement.
Louis thanks a lot for your appreciation. It means a lot
Sensuous and…splendid !
Thanks a lot Vijay Nair.I am blessed with your appreciation