The Eyes of Winter

This day’s an invitation to a dance
Out on the frozen field where now you are;
A stroll among the guardians of romance
Who cross their swords to form a glittering arch

The eyes of winter gaze upon you two,
With faint applause upon the whistling wind —
Infatuated with each thing you do,
The queen and king by all are now admired

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