We lay together in the cold at night
and your body keeps mine warm and safe.
So when the day comes to us again,
it makes me feel so wonderful to know
that i will , again, meet an evening with the cold ,
to feel that warmth that only you can give me.
Even when we ignight the fire to warm the room ,
still , i stay cold, until i have your warm body against mine,
and then i am albe to sleep once again.
So i will only ever sleep well when i am next to you my love.
you are the warm blanket that sends me to sleep.
your Love is so Warm in the Desert.
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Author:
D.W.Hopkins (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Desert nights grow cold just as their days grow hot. A lovely write that uses a great metaphor. Well done
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