Winter has a different meaning for us, it reaches and enfolds you and I like some whisper between lovers making our covenants in the dark, unafraid of what may pierce the heart. You remember how to open after a while and I've known you in all seasons, spring rain on fingertips when you first touched my cheek softly as if I'd somehow break. Summer heat searing pores when our lips first met
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