Don’t Tease Me

The thrill you give me

Makes me stand still

With your whispering words

You give my body chills

Are you here

Did you come yet

Are you tempting me

Just to get my feet wet

The way the trees shivers

And the chimneys smoke

The roads and streets await with anticipation

For your wintry strokes

The clouds clings together

But there is no rain

The windows are closed, but still, no delicate puffs against their pane

Come slowly

Come quickly

You always surprise me

Sweet heat will arise

And I'll know that you have arrived