Winter Comes Again, Desiccating The Peonies And Daffodils Of My Heart
Im An Echoed Murmur Of All Soft Things, And Tender Thoughts Escape Me
Half Glances Into The Lilac Sky, And The Reds And Golds Of Leaves Kindle A Fire Inside Me
Now That Winter Is Here, Her Ice-Encapsulated Heart Presses Against My Warm Chest
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