Love Poem: The Cold's Not Getting In Tonight
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Written by: Tim Smith

The Cold's Not Getting In Tonight

"Love doesn't spill miracles off the tongue but lies deep in everything ever done" Winter impatiently raps upon my door twisting of knobs and rattling at chains but amongst night time cover I barely budge warm thoughts slip in and seduce transcending this cultivated mind to fields where white flowers once swayed with light of day deft fingers transverse across her lustrous skin of silk eyes of persuasive intent never lose their gaze heated bodies live in bounties ever true tender kisses caress the night cold's not getting in tonight