So long...
December 3, 2024•177 words
Against the chill, the snow descends,
my breath misting in the night,
dreams of warmth that never ends,
in your arms, when love felt right.
Drifting through what we once knew,
intimate whispers, gentle sighs,
every moment still feels true,
underneath these winter skies.
In the echoes of your kiss,
endless fields of frosted white,
aching for the love I miss,
never fades, it held me tight.
Even now, I feel your touch,
after all, it lingers on,
new paths wait though I loved much,
awaiting still ...
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