Dew drops


The rushing cold breeze

Making me kind of freeze

Passing through a cold heart

Breaking some piece of ice apart

Holding your warm and soft hand

A little melt on an icy land

Like dew drops and mist

A cozy embrace, I couldn’t resist

A feeling of clinging onto it longer

What if forever, even growing stronger…..


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