Posts Tagged with Cold
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Not a wink
And the sinking sound
Wavering in the dawnlight
Rolling under the fog
This morning breath
Baaaah steamdrills
Dragonplay
Each toe individually wrapped
For the colourful unwrapping
Sweat, sticky sweet
Damp and unwarranted
Lingers in the sheets
You would think she was
Dancing under there
Instead of
Still like Winter.
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