How about a winter tryst -
We'll wrap up warm in each other
and compose letters to your mother;
oh, we'll try hard to resist.
Sublime the cold of our hearts
To the smoke of the day.
Let it roll by, come as it may -
Our love poisoned darts.
Soon it'll be spring and we'll part;
We'll let our hairs malt,
Take our breaths with ease.
The birds won't have a love-song,
Not for us, not for long;
In a rush we'll taste summer's breeze.
would you like some delicacy? a little sprinkle of snow upon your nose? wouldn't we all. If only I could look outside and see white.
I gave H* Ane Brun and she didn't listen - her loss, your gain. Ane Brun is sweetness incarnate.
Ane Brun - Treehouse Song (y.s.i.)
Give this track multiple listens and you'll sink into love:
Laura Veirs - I Can See Your Tracks (y.s.i.)
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