I didn't mind the snow
But I didn't care for it
Now the cold tells a different story
In the season where something was missing
I see you in a closer distance
And it's clear why it felt
Like a dream I couldn't reach
Like a language I couldn't speak
Like I was a wildfire
And needed something to balance me
So winter is fine, now that you're 'mine'
It's perfectly real, it's perfectly white.
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Comments3
Associations form strong bonds. Lovely
Sometimes opposites make of the best pairing in poetry and relationships-nice write…
Love it
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