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After Eight Moments…

I don’t mindWinter’s coldness.Your arms areThe warmestSweaterThere ever was…These goosebumps?Just a Braille Reminder for yourWandering fingertips.Love notes waitingTo be readOn my skin…   If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; The view from my window, after a very sticky snowfall.