Cuffing Season

I love the cold for the way
a cup of coffee
warms up your soul.
For the way you keep moving 
your body
because its motion is more powerful 
than that cup.

I love the cold for the way we want
other bodies, for the way skin
clinging to skin
is our favorite kind of warmth.
the way this need
for warmth is code
for that dirty word: intimacy.

For sexy, sweaty summer
and its liberating lack of layers,
can't compare
to the subtlety
of sweaters.

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