whilst berries bathe in the snow
beneath the pines we reside
furling our sails to the shores of our distant chateau
crackling hearth arching its call to the chill of night’s crystalline show
buttons undone to a waiting solstice glow
hints of spice, a warming invitation from the blisters of the day
coat lips as they explore
the intoxication of a night, dancing through the grey
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just breathe
needles leave
fir stir
a bed a blanket
a carpet
of the forest floor!