slow awakening that peels off
the torpor of senses
now you're aware that the refractory period to recover yourself
is over...
your skin now claims attention
you feel the chills with simply sensations:
the heat of the sun which shining out of your window,
the aroma of coffee in the morning,
the brightness of your smile ...
now you're ready to start
still
welcome back
sweet flower of winter
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