Snow-clad romance

Up and down the snow clad street
We can meet with boot clad feet
Look we have both got it tan
We both seem to be a fan

How we continue to walk
As we continue to talk
Let this go on
It’s a good lawn

That park is right there
Let’s trespass together
And if we get caught
You know the plot

That’s a cute one
Is that an intended pun
Just another way
Admiration not at bay

A snowball throw
This just seems to grow
On you
Of course bae