Frost

There was frost on the window

And your nose was cold

So I planted a kiss upon it

Your hands were warm

And you kissed me back

We drank hot cocoa

And mourned for Laura Palmer

You filled my head with empty words

And my heart with butterflies

You threw your arms around me

And I melted at your touch

We had coffee and cherry pies

And talked until dawn

There's frost on the window now

And Frost on the tv

And I can't help but think of you

Nothing makes me long for something more

Than a reminder of its lack