Wine by the fire on a cold winter night a Gelid concordant. The snows of winter has fallen; and the <br />Winds are decrescent <br />Wildlife are <br />Indefatigable <br />In <br />Winter-land <br />Wine by the fire on a cold winter night. Monumental snows are glaciated; and the <br />Valleys below are elongated <br />In an alabaster, <br />Powdery <br />Splendor. <br />Engaging winter, where polar bears are denning <br />And accumbented in a long <br />Winter sleep. Winter's prelusory; for the translucent amber, <br />Gild, of autumn to a dulcify <br />In their joining. As we dine epicurean, in the comforts of clover; <br />And bonivant on tasty <br />Wines. <br />Wine by the fire on a cold winter night as we <br />Amorously commingle as one in A fervent that's <br />Second to None And the taste of <br />Wine by the fire on a cold winter <br />Night.<br /><br />J. Thomas, Jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wine-by-the-fire-on-a-cold-winter-night/
