Your chilled heart
Races through the wind
To surround me.
Your tender kisses
On my cheeks melt,
A lingering damp greeting.
Let me warm you
As I mold your body
With my fingertips
Until the chill makes them numb-
You’re so beautiful,
I can’t resist the urge
To touch.
You are irresistible with
Those thoughtful eyes
That shadowed smile
And the way you say
“I love you.”
A treat.
Comfort.
I’m drinking you in
Like a warm mug
Of lightly sweetened tea
On a cold winter day.
Cuddle up with me
Like a weighted blanket.
Warm my body
My mind
And my soul.
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Death is but an absence
Of the mind’s activity
While held in captivity
Of the depreciating body
That it used to control.
A good foundation- two feet planted firmly on the ground
Adequate strength- to carry the weight of yourself and others (others are optional)
A mind of your own- a brain that will lead you away from the hive
Emotion- a determining factor of a healthy soul
It might not seem like much,
But when you add them all together,
You’ve built yourself
A modest home.