Sparkling snow falls on the fur coat
Hot steam from the mouth warms the cheeks
An awkward silence instead of a quote
They kiss, burning their lips
She stands on tiptoe, he bends down slightly
They look into the eyes with tenderness
Merging into each other lightly
They are sobered by a tear from their business
It drains slowly, freezing
"Should I say this phrase?"
He whispers in her ear, teasing
She looks confused, enjoying this phase
In response, she just nods, smiling a little
He speaks and her eyes are wet again
"Me too," she replies, waking up in the middle
It's so easy to lose a dear man
Dream
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