Winter’s Embrace

In winter's embrace, the morning's cold bite,

The warmth of my blanket, a refuge tonight.

It whispers like dreams, a soft, tender call,

“A little more slumber, don’t rush, let love stall.”

The dawn creeps in quietly, stealing my light,

Yet the allure of my cocoon holds me tight,

Outside, frosty fingers curl ’round windowpanes,

But here I am drifting, where comfort remains.

With each gentle tug, my eyelids do weigh,

The world calls for action, but here I will stay.

Nestled and snuggled, with thoughts drifting high,

Oh, to linger in warmth 'til the sun fills the sky.