Serenading Temptations
Winter winds are strong
Carrying the scent of your
Temptation to me.
The butterfly spreads
Her wings to fly and be free
But not me, not me.
Snow covered angels
And marbled knights on horses
Serenade my heart.
Cherubs in the sun
Sing gaily and play their harps
Whilst the cold wind blows.
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