You close your eyes and inhale. Take in the cold , sweet smell of the snow. The promise of another sunny day of glistening snow, that will look heavenly even though it took you away. you've always admires snow. admires its color, taste, its beauty. the same beauty you wish you could inherit. You smile as the cold beauty takes you in her arms and embraced you, sending cold, delightful tingles down your spine. You're confused as she laughs in your face, mocking you for ever believe her false promises. you befriend her, knowing soon it's only going to be her left as you leave to join her poor victims. Th beauty. The beautiful, sinister, Cold Beauty.
March 1, 2012