Rixf Pillgrim
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Sunday, 20 November 2011, 4comment Outside it's freezing.
My heart is beating to the rhythm of the falling snow. With weather like this there's not much to miss, & we haven't any place to go. We could cover the window, cover up the snow, & pretend we are far away. Come & rest your bones. I've got a bed made out of gold. I'll be your holiday. ** Stuck here with you in this room for 2 is perfectly fine with me. The touch of your skin makes it warm again. There's no place I'd rather be. We're wrapped up in blankets. I can't help but think it's better that we both don't know whether or not it's still sleeting. I catch myself pleading, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Labels: romanceee Sincerely, Rixf Pillgrim
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