BLIZZARD

Your cold iciness melts on my tongue like illusions fading into the warmth of the dawn.
Wrapping me in swirls of white, you reach deep for my soul; I cannot let it go.
Wind swept, my fears dissolve; the truth reveals itself in the song of the angels that sing to me. I hear them in the wind, I see them in the patterns of the snow…My breath is warm and wet, my heart is full and sometimes sorrowful.
I yearn for warmth; your arms, your heart, your soul.