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Dec 2018
When the night came
we laid down
in wintry cold sheets

And we were just lying there
in passionate silence
No one knows for how long

All i know is that when                                we have spoken again
sheets weren’t cold anymore

They became pleasantly hot.
Written by
       Fawn and recovering lovejunkie
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