Winter Love
Love, roused by heat of flame in snow;
Two hearts that froze in time did flow.
The warmth of touch made hope anew;
The grace of charm came right in view.
For, when the touch of warm embrace
conquers the pride, love comes in grace;
It's what winter was made to be,
to rouse warm love from you and me.
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2024
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