I'll wrap around you like a blanket, cold spring
Barefoot you walk on the thawing snow
Your steps leave marks where the silence sings
And I follow the only light I know
The frost still clings to your fragile skin
But you don't hurry, you don't turn back
I breathe you in as the night begins
And let my ribs become your track
Unfold your soul inside this embrace
Skin to skin, our fingers knot
We melt the distance, we blur the space
Every shiver becomes a thought
Body to body, the weave of hands
We build a spring from the winter's end
No need for words, no demands
Only the promise to bend
Your name is a whisper under my skin
A quiet call I don't need to hear
I fold myself where you begin
And disappear
Cold Spring Blanket
© Copyright: Валентин Владимиров, 2026
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