The frosty morning sounds
more warm than freezing,
I wore the shrug of memories
Walking in coldness,
Last winter we had walked
together in same lane,
Wearing different sweats,
merging in same blanket.
Winters are mere reminders
Set fire to chilled breeze,
Does it multiplies
When it touch you?
I elope and get lost
in blanket of memories
comfort, snuggle and
forget to wake up.
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