Snow fell slow that quiet night
Streetlamps painting gold and white
You held my hand with wool-gloved grace
The world stood still inside your face
Your breath met mine in frosty air
And I forgot the cold was there
You were the warmth in the snow
The only light the winter showed
Even now, the chill can’t stay
When I recall that frozen day
Coffee steamed between our palms
Your voice, a fire, soft and calm
Laughter echoed through the grey
And somehow made the sky less grey
Your coat brushed mine, a silent note
A moment wrapped in vintage coat
You were the warmth in the snow
The song the winter seemed to know
Even now, the ice can’t stay
When your memory melts the grey
I walk those streets in coats and dreams
Where snow still falls in silver streams
And though you’ve gone, the glow remains
A firelight behind my panes
You were the warmth in the snow
The spark I carry as I go
Winter returns, but not alone
You live in every falling snow