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Sunday, October 2
What the Winter Will Bring
you tell me to dress warm because you are taking me out for the day, the snow is lightly falling, it is a crisp saturday. we walk hand in hand, strolling down the street~you carry in your hand a closed bag, i ask you what is inside and i try to peek, you pull it away, smile and say "my dear you must wait and see" as you squeeze my hand~we come upon a park and an ice pond, i look at you incredulously and start giggling nervously. you open the bag as we sit on the nearby bench and pull out a pair of ice skates for us both. as we sit we put them on and look at you as I stand up wobbling, knowing neither of us have skated much~ you extend your hand to me and say "trust me I won't let you fall, I will catch you or be your cushion" and we both start laughing. I place my hand in yours trustingly as we step on the ice and skate around slowly.~I slowly let your hand go and move in front of you, a moment later i stumble and start to lose control, I start to fall and you catch me~ You lose balance in the process and fall, landing on your tush as I fall into your lap. We start laughing and I turn to look at you, our red rosey cheeks~ you kiss my lips gently and say " i told you i'd catch you if you fell"
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