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Lukewarm Love
Once we seethed like hothouse flowers
Our bodies in dire need of ventilation
Life was little short of incendiary
No need for verbal communication
Love never runs a temperature for ever
A windchill factor is always lurking
When balmy seas turn to ice shelves
Before permafrost starts working
What started off as a slight head cold
Was soon a significant nip in the...
Wednesday 12th August 2020 10:54 am
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