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With Her She Brings the Spring

Lost,

cold hands.

my lips are

frozen.

eyes stuck,

won’t close,

open.

your smell,

your perfume.

a memory

like a flower in bloom.

opened

chewed

eaten

swallowed.

the fairies

dance, they’re rejoicing.

they hear your voice,

they say your coming.

it’s getting warmer.

your hot hands

thaw my skin.

the shivers stop

I can feel again.

your lips touch mine,

I breathe in.

you have saved me,

yet again.




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