Breathing In Cupped Hands

A scarf choked your neck
While you watched me collecting firewood
From the window
The kids are asleep and the dog is resting by the fire
She got me high while the house was warm enough
To undress
I'll taste the salt from your skin
You can put a flower in my mouth
Let's not get routine
Because it's going to be a long winter.

{inspired by rb}