Wintry Woes, winter longings and lonely watching

A creeping cold slips through my door
To steal warmth from hearth and home
And I am left bereft of joy
No holiday to cheer these bones
Or comfort me in these long nights
This vigil I must keep alone
A watchman by my window pane
For your return from restless nights
of wander in these wayward streets
with lustful longings in your eyes
will winters bluster blow you back
into these arms that ache for you
and without question or complaint
just grateful for you once again

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