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That Winter Night

That Winter Night
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Winter's breath on the windowpane, a canvas of frost,
Tiny stars are willing.
The vast skies witness everything.

Inside, a heaven of worth.
A thick, woollen blanket, our universe.

Fingers interconnected, seeking solace,
Finding it in the gentle press of skin against skin.

His breath, a soft cloud near her ear,
Her laughter, a peal in the room.

The fire is low, definitely using dancing shadows.
On the walls, her bright smile curved.

Words unspoken, yet understandable.
A comfortable silence filled with untold promises.

The outside world is fading up, snow falling soft and deep.
But here, beneath the blanket, only warmth remains.

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