Late night passion turned winter morning cold

Her breath warmed my body
Like a furnace on a cold winter night
Writhed in passion so deep
Till darkness was nigh

Morning breath seen
Amidst the cold of dawn
I reached for her warmth
My eyes focused, she was gone

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