Wintry Sunday

Let me wrap you in a blanket of snow Then make snow angels Like we did when we were nine And listen to the aria of the snow Drifting across the frozen lake As you teach me to skate Then we'll go to a cafe to warm up With a piece of chocolate cake and a hot chocolate You with yr whipped cream moustache To make me laugh as I remove it Then we'll walk home in the gusty wind As we can barely see Warmed from the treats, we arrive home to remove Our wet clothes And into a cozy bed to make love On a Sunday afternoon