I Listen Close

I unlocked your side.
It got dark and we went North,
Tried to peek through driving snow
And I listened to you blow.
Outside, the wind got fast and cold,
And made a tiny sound -
A ghostly Blow.
He sang low, I listened close:
He tried to join me through the window,
Three parts surprised us both.
We three - you, and me, and The Blow
By the time we got home, I wasn't close;
Here, keep me warm