Because Your Arms Are The Warmest Place I Could Ever Be Version Two

Starry night sky,

Visible breath on a cold wind,

Gentle; yet pushing us enough to remind us,

That it's present.

It's there.

It's helping us,

Drawing us together,

Entwining;

As it knows,

That the colder it blows,

The more you hold me,

Because your arms are the warmest place I could ever be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Him still.

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