Unbearable outside, cold.
I stood on the edge, frozen.
Lost in thought, snowing hard.
Heart beats, a growing blizzard.
Dressed warm, she was leaving,
Flames flickered, as she bent down.
Sun Shone, her eyes looked up,
Glowing, they were set upon me.
Eyes locked, a warm cold engulfed us,
Flames froze, mid-dance.
Blushing, she stared at my bare soul,
Ripping apart the glances, she moved.
A music inside, new found,
I stood on the edge, rooted
Lost in thought, birds chirping,
Heart beats, a gushing waterfall.
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