Poem # 57- Cold

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I'm freezing
Shivering
Chattering—
From its cold.

I don't think it's from the weather—
Nor the current climate
But from your cuddle—
I can express in bold.

I don't think it's just my skin
Nor even my preference
But from your touch—
I can pinpoint it whole.

I just can't think—
Can't even believe—
Can't even perceive
That it comes from you.

But when you're cuddling me
I felt it more
The harsh, piercing cold
Poking into my whole.

I'm freezing
Shivering
Chattering—
From your cold.

It's not from the weather—
Not from my skin—
Not from anything—
But it's from you, my dear.

A/N:

I'm legit cold right now due that it's finally December, plus there's a typhoon/hurricane in our country sooo yeahhhh...

ADVANCE MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!! ☺️

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