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Indigo
Faded blue denim
still cool to the touch
smells of winter rain
and firewood
Strong arms
wrapped around me
I am engulfed in
indigo warmth
A long day. He sleeps.
Brown hair still damp
from the muffled wet world
He left behind the door
Eyes closed
Face soft
Hands warm
Day completed
He never even took his coat off.
Karen Layman
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