Fireplace embrace —
Exhale, the heat of your breath
thaws my frozen limbs
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Was this submitted to any of the challenges at the time? I love the cadence and warmth (all puns intended!)
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Was this submitted to any of the challenges at the time? I love the cadence and warmth (all puns intended!)