The winter of my love is here,
her cheek's glisten, in smile's and tear.
Cold wind's blow, her love to me,
I feel her breeze, her breath i see.
Her close touch, that keeps me warm,
her soft voice, from lips conform.
Forever her love, for me will be,
This WINTER'S love, together so free.
created by johnaarongreen
Copyright © john aaron green | Year Posted 2013
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