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Dec 2019
You feel like winter to me
I hate to admit it
I want to nuzzle into the body of thee.

Like the snow
You remind of the one that sparkles during dusk
With the wind on the go.

Cold breeze on my cheeks
Like your kiss on my skin
Making me, far and away, weak.

Breathing with you
Is like livin' a dream
Like sippin' on the perfect brew.

Like the brain freeze you make me forget the whys
And the hows
Of my ins and arounds.

Like the quiet
You tranquil away
In the puff made diet.

The darkness of the sky
Matches the one in your eyes
When you paint yourself with the ***** dye.

Otherwise the blue
Matches the ink of the flakes
And its turns: the same patterned skew.

You're like the winter in december to me
My placid place
Where I can be.

Happy December
Written by
PS  18/F/India
       Tizzop, Bogdan Dragos and AS
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