off to K.

I KNOW it is colder there
the snow and the colder winds
but with you
somehow when the right time comes
nothing is cold
not even the whitest snow
beside you

or on top of you
even when we are all naked
against all the odds
of snow and hale
we can be all warm
and quiet.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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