Beloved Snow
the path is wet beneath my feet
with little frills of ice adorning things
all is crystalline, frosty and filigree
when, suddenly the air is full of snowflakes
enchanting and beautiful to behold
for snow has come . . . to be my beloved
and I am left breathless and waiting
as he floats among the forest trees
then, I feel his sweet caresses
upon my hair and upon my cheek
there is no sound except his silent kisses
and I stand still . . . in his loving embrace
as he swirls around me
my world is quiet and tranquil, serene
except for snow's whispering voice
drifting, floating, and hovering
and I whisper back "I love you"
yet, I know . . . that he will leave me
and be but a memory melting away. . .
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March 22, 2023
Poetry/Free Verse/beloved snow
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1533-511-22
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
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