My windows in winter
My windows in winter are cold enough,
Sometimes, I doodle your name with mine.
I don't know how long it takes to banish,
I scribble and rewrite it again and again.
Winter! Season to make love, long way.
Long way to remain close to your heart.
Woods turned into ashes the morning,
It's your hug which kept me warmest.
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