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january evenings

keep me warm

for my rattly bones

and my shivering flesh

and the very edges

of my frosted fingertips

are rather arctic cold…

so share your tepid breaths

circulating faintly like

your lukewarm blood

and wrap your tiny fingers

in mine, as i ensconce

you around a quiet

embrace, keeping the

both of us warm and cosy

comfortably nestled together

under blankets and pillows

as we rest in the midst of the

brewing tantrum storm outside,

frigid breeze only daring us

to thaw tighter in each other’s

soft, assuring, ember grasp.

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heaven in a cup

the first sip

tastes like

a warm hug

on a soft rug

an angel kiss

a playful tease

a milky spill

on a universe

a drop of haze

after a thirst

and it’s a lazy

summer nap

taken on the

worn couch

living room

on a warm

and tepid

afternoon.

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