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a loving and longing for spring within the winter |
| August whispered Winter words of wisdom Blowing softly in my ear "Nestle me close For the frost is near, Share the furs Near the hearth And stay within my heart ‘Til spring does reappear" And I melted into him Becoming one in flesh And one is spirit. I begged him to whisper Once more his winter wisdom Softly into my ear |