For Laughter

Posted on December 15, 2017 by

Winter is coming, my dearest one.
Spring is in your eyes.
Wild storms will wrap us beneath the sun,
Your soul with warm lies.

Winter is icing us all over;
Your smile cracks in two.
January needs not a lover;
For laughter, has you.

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