Warmth

Expanded version of original Warmth I wrote on Feb 19, 2022

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Cold, dark, and dreary

is everything I have

whether outside or within

The only warmth I need is you

The wind hums through hollow places

and silence knows my name

Yet even in the emptiness

Your light remains the same

I count the hours by the dark

by what I cannot say

The cold settles into my bones

and slowly learns to stay

and when the years grow heavy

and all the fires fade to blue

I’ll rest beneath the quiet sky

The only warmth I will need is you.