A Request
Spend the first
snowfall with me.
It would mean so much
to be lulled by your voice,
charmed by your eyes,
locked away from the coldness
with the warmth of you.
Spend the first
snowfall with me.
It would feel like
seeing snow for the first time.
Moved by its beauty
and yours,
Reveling in a moment
when life is art.
Spend the first
snowfall with me, Sweetheart,
Please?
Copyright © Margo Singaliese | Year Posted 2016
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