#InvisibleThreads

In the times of snowy midnight,
the stars twinkled.
In the times of foggy paths,
I wish to see your face wrinkled.

You asked for my cozy jacket;
I locked you inside my heart as a locket.
You had my jacket, so I felt cold;
I need your hands around me to feel bold.

I know we haven't bathed since a week;
let your natural smell make me weak.
Make our lips...