Winter

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He was cold,
Just like the winter
His cold gaze
Can frost a blaze

His icy touch
His back that's slouch
Holding a bat
Hitting fast

Gaze admiring
Mouth shouting
Screaming yes
Moving chest

Why oh why
The hearts beating
Deafening my ears
Only you seeing

Messy hair
Calloused hands
Burning face
Making my pulse race

Mouths quivering
Bodies freezing
Under a snow
Waiting you here

Bringing back
That winter day
Where you saw
The little me

Building snowballs
Lips turning pale
Your outstretched hand
Covering my naked ones

Nearing you
Seeing me
Mouth opening
Words confessing

Warm gaze
Open arms
Moist eyes
Embracing you

Closing eyes
Feeling warmth
Mouth whispering
Words I'm happy to hear

You were cold
But you froze me
From melting fast
Keep me near.

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A love that started in a winter day. An older man and a younger woman that met when they were still kids. The girl was building a snowman with bare hands and the boy saw her and approach her covering her hands with his warm ones. The girl started falling in love with him and watching him from afar or on his baseball games. The girl decided to confess from the place where they first met, she saw the boy and approached him and she confessed. The boy embraced her and whispered that he liked her too for a very long time. The girl wanted them to last forever and always stay together.

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