Quintessential

It stings like the air of winter.

Attacking the exposed skin

and reminding of the need

of a warm feeling,

one in the mind and heart.

Every moment without it

allows fear to creep in

and encapsulate my wit.

When will I win?

This need or rather perhaps the wait

gets stronger and tougher by the day.

Maybe on a particular date

it and I will both meet on the way.

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