Winter's Eve.
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carolinaliar
carolinaliarI write poetry.
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I have been waiting for you. I counted the days until we would be again. Oh how I could not wait to feel your touch, the shiver when you brushed my skin.

Winter's Eve.

I have been waiting for you.

I counted the days until we would be again.

Oh how I could not wait to feel your touch, the shiver when you brushed my skin.

The sun left me high and dry.

It smothered me in its grip.

Suffocated me in its kiss.

I dare not speak of it.

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