Winter Love

I always expected you to come to me,

In a rush of heat.

A sweltering storm of infatuation,

With your hands

Gripping my sweaty hair.

Instead, you stumbled onto me,

 In the cold, crumbling snow.

Into my arms that held you,

Melting the frost that covered your skin.

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  1. 😀 I am just going to stay here for a little bit with a huge cheesy smile on my face..for this, my friend, is too good! ah brilliant.

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