I love being cold.
I adore breathing in the stimulating midnight air.
To feel my comforter tangled with my sheets and my limbs.
Although, it is not comforting yet as it is just as cold as the air surrounding us,
Once my body shares some of its warmth
The comfort will paralyze me for as long as I wish.
My body longs for November.
Revel in the songs of the cicadas.
They will lull you into slumber deeper than any fairytale.
"Revel in the songs of the cicadas.
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