as the earth
is swallowed in
white
and the arms
of trees
sag heavy with
what has fallen,
into your
arms, I find
my warmth
and delight,
slipping easily
into the coat
you wear.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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