A Winter Weekend

Two days inside together

as the snow accumulates,

the temperature drops,

and our desire to step into the outside world diminishes,

taking care of one another,

playing house,

wrapped in the warmth of each other’s arms,

the space between our kisses

become our measurement of time

If all the Saturdays and Sundays

in December through February

were spent like this

I would no longer mind

the winter storms

-POE(MS)

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