In that winter season
Praise the gods
and blessed I was,
when I found you
in that winter season.
Chill and coldness
was around us,
but your touch
was hotter than fire.
When I found you,
I found everything
that I wanted
and your love,
turned my life
from winter into spring.
poem by Gert Strydom

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