I treasure the small moments.
The crackle of the fire.
The heavy scent of the fiery wood.
The feel of your arms around mine.
The crispness of the air around us.
I savor these moments with you.
Treasure
I treasure the small moments. The crackle of the fire. The heavy scent of the fiery wood. The feel of your arms around mine. The crispness of the air around us. I savor these moments with you.
1–2 minutes
Kim V. Poetry 
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