Category : Poems

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In winter, she warms my arms,

 Her hugs are like all the hot drinks I love.

  Sun that does not need rest, 

Between her fingers I feel like a cloud.
  She stays less than I want, 

But I always go out of her way.

 When she looks at me,

 Her love burns inside me.  
If winter lasts even in spring, 

Let it warm me even in summer.

My shyness can be seen on her cheeks,

In winter, she warms the cold inside me.