cold kissing

wake up to the cold kissing your nose
I rise and pull the window to, because
nothing is better for me than you

rock beside fires set on a roar
the blanket can slip down your shoulder
it’s warming up quite nicely in here

snow piles up for hours on end
we’re not going anywhere anytime soon
sit back and relax there is nothing here but us

— GB

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