http://wonderous.deviantart.comI need this warmth to wrap
me
in silence, in love, in sickness, in health, in in in everything
without this,
this warmth
I malfunction like a rusted machine that hasn’t seen usage in years and years years
Years.
Winter seems to descend and wraps
me
because the warmth is walking slowly away from me and can’t be stopped, halted, ceased
For the life of me I try try try to
pull it in, snap it up, draw it close, entice it near
but the warmth escapes me
me, me
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