Linger...

O! Lady Winter!

O! My harsh mistress!

You of the icy grasp and heartless disdain.

Stay a while longer.

Let your frigid beauty inspire me one more day.

Spring, your kind sister, will be here soon enough.

Her love is freely given, and appreciated for what it is.

Your affections come with a painful price.

The pleasure of your pain is ineffable.

Sit with me now.

Sit with me in our beautiful frozen bower.

I love you.