Winter evening s sleeping

Outdoors the winter evening’s sleeping,
Snowflakes are dancing all around.
Candles, fireplace and we’re sitting,
A shawl on shoulders – a lovely sound -
Thus, hand in hand and in a streetlight
So shamelessly they’re grace illuminating.
Your words of love from every side
Are still for me a bit confusing.
29.03.2021

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