Incandescent candle light,
emitting emollient pine.
Triple layers leave the night
wrapped in wool and wine.
Condensation fills the panes
when morning comes around
from a warmth that never wanes
with four bare feet off the ground.
Yet the frost gathers outside
dissipating the dewy day,
so we let our breath escape inside;
(once more) you'll keep the cold at bay.
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