thought bubbles

ever spring

cover me

each frozen drop

shatters

in the wake of your dawn

days a haze

spinning stop

cold cut kisses

undertoe

dew stained lips

dipping deeper

doesn’t matter

the warmth again

old friend

ever welcome

to some

ever spring

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