We often wish that blankets too,
Could give us the warmth,
Like the warmth radiated,
When lovers are knitted,
In a feather light hug.
- borntowinash
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Everlasting
Poetry"Only moths can understand the pleasure of burning in the flame" (Started:- 24 - January - 2019) (Completed:- 22 - March - 2019)
