There's a special warmth in your cheeks
After a walk in the sun
And a long day of work
And a patio dinner at sunset.
The cold air nearly undetectable
Until the walk home
When shivers overtake you.
And even the two blocks home
Seem like miles of frigid tundra,
But you welcome the cold
Because it could be colder.
It could be winter again.
And even this bone-chilling moment
Brings the hope of spring.
And you make it those two blocks,
And you snuggle in a blanket,
And the warmth of the dinner wine flushes your cheeks and nose.
And slowly moves down your arms and legs
Like spring rolling in to melt the last bits of snow
That linger in the darkest corners of bleak parking lots.