Winter Dreaming

Her warmth snuggled against me, deep under covers
Scents of honey and cinnamon from wide-mouthed mugs
I sigh, sitting at work, dreaming of sweeter snow days

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Written in response to Ink in Thirds Three Line Thursday Prompt: Quiet

Featured image via Unsplash

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