Nights like Winter
I feel the breeze
A brush of stinging air
My breath steams through
Like smoke in the atmosphere
Your eyes raw
Your voice sound
The snow falls like angels to the ground
How bright
How white
Hold me close
Keep me kind
Hands like summer
Breath like spring
Eyes like autumn
Nights like winter
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