Slipping in the snow-covered leaves?
Mud splattered on my knees?
The wind whipping through the air?
The cemetery lying bare?
I long for more woods to explore?
Trees and rocks create a perfect door?
I smile at the squelch of the snow?
Trekking through the worn path we made long ago?
I sit listening to the secrets;??
The silent scorn of the??
Soaring sparrows and the??
Swimming beneath the ice??
And rocks that brush??
Against my legs??
My lips a pleasant blue?
I welcome the cold,??
She is familiar?
I know her touch??
We are similar??
Frost dances on her hips?
A smile tugs at my lips?
My cheeks blossom a startling??
My mind is only you.?
Placed above me, in my pool of cold?
Old moss covers rocks?
Like a blanket??
A bed of flowers for her to lay?
Oh winter, I wish you would stay.?