I melted in your
embrace this morning
while I watched
the silhouettes
of paper snowflakes
rest on the wall
from the rising sun
your arms reached
around my shoulders
as your left hand
gently caressed my cheek
your thumb traced
the outline of my
bottom lip while
your breath danced
on the back of my neck
my soul teared up
and whimpered
from the warmth of your touch
as if the snowflakes
truly were melting
in the first rays of the sun
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