Winter

I don’t dream of summer
I only dream of our winter

Wild wind of winter moving
Wildly moving into our bones

You laugh at the trees and snow
I laugh at the playful snow on skin

In this eccentric winter we laugh on
Forgetting spring will come too soon

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