so cool


the cool tendrils
of a changing time
soothe and restore,
the shortened days
clouding, protecting
from that burn
cradle just like your
letting me settle in
and breathe with
more relief, knowing
that winter beckons
us to the warmth
of one another
I'll be your snow angel
you'll be my ice king
together we see
trees turn to glass
as they sleep
and our visible breath
comes out in
heart shaped clouds.

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