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Author's Notes: Inspired by Nathan, randomness and all.


Shifting under the covers
Turning over to look into hazel eyes
Soft smile changing to full blown grin
As the raindrops slowly turn to snow
Warmth envelops what lies beneath the sheets
Bodies creating wonderful friction
The perfect setting for a lazy afternoon


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