These cold autumn mornings,
Were made for you and me.
As the morning mist lingers over the rooftops,
My arm lingers over you.
Under warm covers we hide
Our bodies intertwined.
Slowly watching the day break
As the dull alarm comes alive.
Finally we break our embrace
And begin to face another day.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 2:03 AM UTC
These cold autumn mornings,
Were made for you and me.
As the morning mist lingers over the rooftops,
My arm lingers over you.
Under warm covers we hide
Our bodies intertwined.
Slowly watching the day break
As the dull alarm comes alive.
Finally we break our embrace
And begin to face another day.
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