Winter In The Town Poem by John Lars Zwerenz
Winter In The Town
WINTER IN THE TOWN
The quaint, little town is completely immersed
In the snow-clad glow of a gold, gilded night.
My lady's gaze is fully versed
In the wintry arts of pure delight.
We sip from every icy crowned spring
Wines of Chablis in the village square.
As our hearts are married, wing with wing,
I kiss her lips in the fragrant air.
John Lars Zwerenz
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