You are my sweet soul
You are my shelter
I take refuge under you
We share our breath
All night underneath
You are my cosy sleep.
Though torn here and there
You shield me from
The pinching winter
You slept over me,
At times, I over you.
Like young couples
We share our love.
Never I want to be
A wet blanket anymore,
But to be a warm blanket
Ever for you alone
To cover over me
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