Love in the Snow

February 1, 2008
Fluffy cloud of frosted white
Sweeping us toward the night

Cold drags us to comforting blue

As I look up at the night sky with you

One by one flakes fall into my mouth

The pull at my hair is the wind heading south

Tug me closer; didn't you hear me ask?

Let's roll in the snow and I'll make a white mask

It will cover feelings that, true, I've covered already

But a little extra can't hurt and it might keep me steady

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