Winter's cold nose tickles the senses of the woman in love
Thrilled at her body's reaction she removes her glove
Tasting the sweet snow that is shadowed by the man she adores
Whispering secrets to her love devoting she wants more
Warm embraced waves of hot shivers down her spine
Touch me again my love and tell me you're mine
Smiling he envelopes her face
Kissing her gently with grace
Nothing on earth I want more than you
Tip toed anticipation of the magic you'll do
My love do you know that I am yours
Tonight to be seen behind closed doors.
