my favorite boots
are back in the box,
the winter solstice left spinning.
will it
ever be cold again?
i need the air:
my red-skinned cheeks
crave it
and my body feels better
wrapped up in it.
i like cold.
my
favorite boots
are back in the box.
i packed them in bubbles.
i also put my heart
in there.
it needs a cooler climate.
plus,
it wanted
to go back to you.
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