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A poetic shoutout to anu_chan_ for this theme. 💜 _________________________________________
LOVE IN WINTERS
Traversing my way with an ice cream cone in my hand with an umbrella in the other, I protected my ice cream from the snowfall descending on us.
You walked towards me from the opposite direction, Just to walk about on the aforesaid path henceforth.
Your face inadvertently made a quizzical expression at my frozen ice cream in the frosty weather, But that was the beauty of life I wanted to experience.
You gave me a small smile and I returned it too, Fate made us pass by each other every twenty-four hours, Then one day we settled to talk a little.
Your crescent-shaped eyes when you smile, Or the esthesis of your laughter, Made me oppugn what was the cutest.
For me, you are like an angel, You make me laugh, You make me crimson, You make me a lot more crimson sometimes, too.
You are you and for me, mine, This feeling is antithetical.
The very freshly developed custom of yours, Of squishing my cheeks every possibleness you get, Got me profoundly annoying, yet this was the moment of recognition, That I chanced my love in you.
I want you to be the first one, Whom I witness once I unfold my eyes. I want you to be the only one, Whom I see before drifting to my moony dream.
You are my harmony in this frosty weather, I want to be your coolheaded felicity.
Winter has a sorcerous enchantment, A spell of warmheartedness and passion, A trance for lovers to coexist at the same time as peace and happiness.
We confessed and this made my heart burst like the beauteous firework I have ever seen, Love in the wintertime is a shivery feeling, A gentler and soother healing.
A snowflake caressed your face and fell onto your hair, I leaned forward and blew onto it, making it travel in the air once again.
I crimson at our closeness, It was the moment for me when I smiled simply a little, While gazing downward to catch up glances at you over again, While you never shifted your gaze even once.
In the winters, tugged in the duvet, You look ethereal when the sunlight falls on your face.
In the morning, welcomed by a coffee made by you, My heart flutters every instance, Just like the first instance, e'er newfangled.
Your hoodie is the only thing I need the most, providing me warmth, It reminds me of your beingness in my life every second of my life.
In winters, love felt assorted, Love entangled existent, Love felt you.
