Wrapped up...

...warm they both trudged through the snow trying to stay in step together while at the same time trying not to slip. The snow had build up on the ice and every so often a foot would lose its footing and slide, at the same time the hand would grab tighter on the others hand and thereby attempt to hold each other upright.
It was comforting...supportive...right.
Every so often they would turn and face each other. Look into each others eyes. A smile would slowly creep across their faces, almost as one.
The temperature could drop and drop, yet their hands and heart would melt it all.
The warmth produced could heat the coldest of rooms, melt the ice caps.
Does it get any better than this?