Winters embrace… In frosted whispers, the cool winds sigh, Beneath a silver cloak, the world drifts by. Hand in hand, we wander through twilight's glow, Where snowflakes dance, soft and slow. The air is crisp, like whispers of dreams, Every breath we take, a... (1)This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
