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,


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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