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Winter whispers  wonder water
bouncing and gentle 
through oceans of skin
And pretty music imagines
you in me, by the laughing
dark full moon
clouds asking
where is his bed?
Come to my tiny dream
And this time dance in my morning
Sing under the storm
The light blue rain of joy
Pretend as if a sad sky loved us
With cold silent sludge
We are warm
Always hot like summer
when we are together.