Finding Summer Amidst Winter
With a little practice, you’ll find it a breeze.
When winter whistles,
wanderlust—wait where we will
within warmth’s whisper.
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J.C. Lovero
J.C. Lovero is a MM romance writer who started crafting stories after the pandemic defeated his online Dungeons & Dragons group. His creative writing focuses on issues of love, coming of age, life’s purpose, acceptance, and identity.
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