Kissing in the snow is sweet,
As though sugar’s falling from the sky.
With only lips for delicate warmth
And your arms locked tenderly in mine.
Kissing in the snow’s a dream,
Like floating on the coldest wind.
We hold each other so very close
That real magic can begin.
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2020
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Aspiring writer. Librarian. All-around nerd. My blog Word-Maleerie comes from the word "whigmaleerie," which means a whim or notion. So my blog's topic? Whims/notions about words. I write stories, novels, poetry, plays, observations, columns--you name it. I've always loved words and now I'm trying to make my dream to be an author come true.
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