Winters Wind
The winter wind blows me away from you-
-As swiftly as your warm hands, can caress me.
The winters wind is cruel to us-
-but like a bee attracted to a sweet nectar, I always come back to you.
If this is what they call love, then there is no denying it.
No holding back these 3 softly spoken-
-Powerful and captivating words.
I love you.
I softly whisper it again.
I love you.
I love you.
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