the snow falls in bursts,
and I stand at the window,
watching
I feel you before I hear you,
your warmth reaching for my body,
signaling your arrival,
your breath landing gently on my neck
I cradle your chin with my shoulder,
your arms wrap around me,
my chest expands,
and I hold my breath
as you kiss my neck,
hold your lips against the pulse,
feel it quicken,
a down-shift-pedal-stomp response
the snow falls in bursts,
and we stand at the window,
watching
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