Maybe that is your hold
When you are scared and cold
I wrap my blanket of warm embrace around
Around your slouched shoulders to keep you warm
Your kind, our longing, my eyes light the room
Make you a cup of warm hot chocolate and read my poems to you... To cheer you up, and just whisper in your ears " love is the master key of happiness, always be master, always be original" will that do..!
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