Winters
Cold blue nights forming fog and dew,
beams of scented candles casting a shadow through.
Winter mornings layered with fog blankets,
goosebumps on skin with Christmas carols chanted.
Want for the warmth of winter sun,
so far, yet so full, relaxing the frozen nerves.
Tiny dew droplets on plants like diamond stones,
every misty morning emitting a ray of hope.
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by sakshivikas
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