Winter sweaters
Heat the soul
But scratches the paling skin.
I would like to be a sweater,
Holding deep within my fabric
Tender scents of falling snow
And perfume.
A kind secret in my pattern
That tells you
"Welcome. I'll protect you."
Who would be cold enough to wear me?
Whose heart longs for memories
Of hot chocolate
And warm fireplace romances?
One freshly knitted sweater,
Just for you.
I look better worn,
Than heating your closet floor.
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