I wake up beside you and I can see my breath
Scrambling in the dark, my feet cold against the hardwood floor.
The room has a feel as if something happened, magic or just passion exploding over the top.
Bubbling over and cracking like fire crackers
We met, eyes met, bodies collided
The city burnt itself alive with lovemaking
And now the winter winds have set in.
Say goodbye to summertime
Hello fall
Hold me in these trying times.
-Devon
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