Love is putting on your coat before going into the rain,
It is a warm embrace after a long day.
Love is feeling close and tender,
When the darkness is drawing in.
Love is a cold December,
Fucking by an open fire.
Love is having your arms wrapped round me,
After a painful day.
Love is knowing that despite my wrongs,
You wouldn't be without me.
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