winter is quiet, desolate and bleak
as the coldness reaches its peak
We stay indoors
bundled up and warm
cuddling throughout the winter storms
sharing blankets and sharing warmth
while we sit on the porch
watching the snow storms roar
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A Hopeless Romantic's Corner
PoetryHere's a nice small collection of poetry written by yours truly, me- aka Naps. I present to you some thoughts on romance (and some heartbreak too) from a hopelessly romantic person. These thoughts come in poem form to sound more eloquent than the...
