Posted by: Heather | October 18, 2009

Steamy

It is cold outside

Cold makes me crave coffee, soup

Food and drinks that warm.

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Home alone again

Extra blanket on my bed

Wishing for your warmth

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Sometimes on Sundays

I want to steam up windows

And I miss your heat.

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Steam curls around us

Your touch makes my skin sparkle

Your gaze makes me melt

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