Love’s lingering language lingers long,
Despite the numbness of the cold and frosty throng,
Expressions of the heart in words so bold,
Feelings frozen but still to be told.
The fire’s flames may flicker and fade,
But passion and poetry will never evade,
Rhymes and romance will always remain,
Even in freezing temperatures that cause us pain.
For love is a language that speaks to the soul,
It warms us up when we feel less whole,
And though the cold may numb our being,
Love’s language keeps our hearts from fleeing.
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