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Snow Day

the snow is frigid
and the car won't start
I slipped and fell
sorry, not sorry to say
guess I'll have to call off work
you know it's those little miracles
when we're on the couch
drinking hot cocoa in our pajamas
and im just thinking

what's inside your head?
I want it to dig in me
like a blade

can I take a moment
to say I'm so glad
we are here doing nothing at all
gives me time to show
that I haven't forgotten you
sometimes my head gets filled with nonsense
but it's your love I thrive for
how about we go to the bed?
kiss and touch with no plans to get up

what's inside your head?
I want it to dig in me
like a blade

I wake up to your cooking
taste of sweet strawberry from your fingers
I see the news
all the world's at war
ugliness we could carless to know
good thing we're stuck at home
would be nice to frolic in the sun
but that's another time and poem
though for the moment I really don't mind
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