Latest posts tagged with #warmth on Bluesky
If the #warmth of a bed in the morning,
Were a drug with a pharmacists' warning,
In line folks would get,
Sweet cheeks you can bet,
Such a bliss pill would have us all swarming.
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'I know what the spells says. Instead of putting them in the fire, have you tried reanimating the skull and bones with a different kind of warmth?'
'I thought it was a little late for that. If that didn't work, I'd fall to pieces even more.'
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For #vss365
#warmth theme
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COLD SNAP
soft tropic warmth which
weaves these palms
till fingers
slack
leave
g a p s
and
touch
goes
tum-
bling
back
to
o-p-e-n
a i r
.
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On frigid nights like this one, Nick traversed the city with ease — an enigmatic shadow, undetected by citizens scurrying towards #warmth. He was a wraith in a frozen wasteland.
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Instilled is the first #warmth
then the canvas rings cry at me with name calling
it's no boxing ring
it's the all-encompassing sting
of those dissolving friendships
written for a one trick pony ride
all the fantasies in the world
could never hold a beating heart
I'm not a ransom
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The #warmth of that apple pie leaving the oven made my heart leap for joy. Without even waiting for it to cool, I scoop out a slice. The best Pi Day experience I could ever have.
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Poor Miles. Jesmyn had him wrapped around her little finger though the woman had all the #warmth of a cement wall - and all the softness too. But what could Miles do? Jesmyn knew exactly how to keep him coming back for more of her delicious torture.
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Our love was
coffee
in a paper cup—
burning hot.
The #warmth
quickly dissipated,
leaving only
a tepid, bitter
disposable brew.
hold me close
in the silence
hold me still
through the rain
where #warmth
keeps us feeling
love is still alive
beyond the end.
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In the rain
the fire dies
the warmth turns cold
and there is no comfort
in the dark dark night
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Every time I see or speak with her I'm amazed at how sensual the air around her feels, how the #warmth of her soul teases the edges of my own. I want very much to understand her better, to dance in her brilliant light, and to learn the secrets her spirit holds.
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𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬
a strange spring warmth
as concrete blossoms softly
over cedar trees
and medics
fly across a broken sky
in bloody pieces
bravado echoes
in the hallways of unwise
but empty vessels
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Like winter frost cannot last
In summer or in spring
He needs the #warmth of her embrace
Not in physical form only
Though there he melts too
But also her mind wrapped around his heart
And his around hers
As she becomes
His endless summer
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Beaten as a child
i learnt to get along well in
any situation
rough weather & the like
i guess im amiable enough
there’s no way to say it’s #warmth
just i don’t feel intimidation
my moms dead hand
on my shoulder
guide me she guides me
through floods
fires pestilence blight
i have no fight
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feel a chilly #warmth
he says he does this for us
expects gratitude
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Her parents weren't demonstrative. Wren grew up in comfort, but not #warmth. Vowing to do better, she lavished cuddles and kisses on her son Max. In turn, Max did the same to Grandma and PopPop. Something magical about grandkids, I guess, but it broke the cycle. Now Wren gets her hugs, too.
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paradox
the cyclic nomad
finds home's #warmth
in the impulse
of wandering
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He crawled across the floor to her. Her eyes were glazed over and lifeless. As he checked for a pulse, his fingers chilled on contact. He pulled her across his lap and into his arms as he tried to share his #warmth. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically and yet was no spark of life in her.
#Warmth of a hare shirt
Strap on the bunny ears hat
Plunge the rabbit hole
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