She shivered
When she moved in bed,
And the covers
Let in the cold.
It was winter.
But her eyes held him
Like lips
On lips-
And just looking
Made her warmer.
And when he shifted,
And put his arms around her-
And drowsily they became
One warmth,
In two parts-
Like a play is one story,
In two parts-
The winter seemed
A feeble tale.
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lovely
wonder how it would have read sans the last two stanzas. just my curiosity....

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I love this. "The winter seemed/A feeble tale"...beautiful. Crazy how when love comes along it can make everything before it seem silly and unimportant. Now all that matters is the warmth felt inside. "And just looking/Made her warmer" Great job!


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this gets bigger. seems two then much much more





