A hot yet hearty cup of tea with you
Under this pine tree
Is making me free.
This winter's breeze
Will inevitably make us freeze
Our fire becomes a feeble light
Still, our spirits taking the fight.
We can't keep up anymore
So I quickly opened the door
And look for more
But there's nothing more.
We are here at the mattress
The two of us are undress
I become the south pole
And you become my north pole.
Goes near at each other
I thrust faster
We push and pull
Like a magnet.
That's how our little fire outlast.
