Saturday, September 27, 2008

My Dream Of Snow

I love snow, its sweet caress on my cheek making my face look like I have been crying small tears of cold ice. My heart aches to be like snow, beautiful and dangerous. I want to be able to make a man fall to his knees with one touch of my graceful white hands. I want to be able to hear all of the secrets whispered into the winter wind. I want to be able to bring couples closer together by just being there. People may think I am a hindrance but they are deep down actually glad that I came for I bring a time of celebration and togetherness. I want to be the snow.