Your Heart, His Heart, by Auden Subscribe to rss feed for Auden

your heart is cold, it's not summer though, 
so I don't need it; his heart is warm 
and it's finally the coldest time of winter, 
I really need it to protect me from the cold.
Posted: 2012-11-03 23:43:32 UTC

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