Frosty

Oh, this made me smile, again, I had to comment twice. It was darling. I'm sorry she "melted" his heart. ):

A charming and clever winter love tale with a touch of magic and humor! The melting twist at the end perfectly captures the fleeting nature of fantasy and desire.

Lucky girl, or shall we call her Frostina? and her lover, Frisky Frost, only because he sounded a little frisky to me. I think he was attracted to her frosty ruby drippy lips. Did she wear a long orange nose, that in this chilly weather froze? This poem was a cutie, just a cutie What a fun thing to write about! Tee,hee. I just loved it. It gave me romantic chills

It's a nice one, beautifully described the moment.

Ah, another cute poem, Richard- the end stanza was great

Loved this Richard! Pangie xx

What an inventive poem Richard. The fantasy woman whose visage left at the height of ecstasy. :)

Where is a new poem, dear?

Adorable, Richard. Always wondered when that manly 'Frosty' was going to get it on. lol. Thanks for the 'entertainment tonight.' Excelsior! ~ Gershon

lol what a lovely play on words Richard, " melted in his arms !" or course she did, :)

This is such a lovely refreshing write enjoyed reading your poem many blessings

How cute! I mean... not the fact that she melted, but the whole poem has a cute feel to it. I enjoyed this. You certainly know how to heat things up, Richard.

He might have had numb fingers, but certainly did not lose his romantic touch and charm! ~ Best regards, Richard // paul

Nice oxymoron of a poem, Richard. A hot frosty! I enjoy reading your latest poem, my friend. Have a great week! Bill

Aw, such a delightful romance! If Frosty can get his snow-girl to melt in his arms he's definitely doing something right, though the joy can be short-lived in matters of love and/or snow. A wonderful piece and an especially wonderful last stanza for a thought-provoking finale. Warmest wishes my poet friend.. ~Susan

Ahh what a charming, romantic, poem, Richard with a touch of "frosty" humor for good measure! I love the underlying intimation that she will be back every year from the first snowfall to spring! So delightful! So clever! Does absence make the heart grow fonder? Hmm. Blessings to you!

Dear Richard, I enjoyed this light and very humourous poem. I loved the analogy of the snow girl melting in his arms - very clever, and then she slipped away. Hugs Maria

Funny. It makes me laugh. There are so many silly clichés, but who doesn't use them in a poem?

I feel warm and fuzzy now because it was beautifully romantic, even for the snow girl. I enjoyed reading your poetry, Richard. I hope your evening goes well! Warm Regards, William

Dear Richard, I love how you beautifully captures the fleeting nature of love and creation. The wonderful imagery of the snow girl melting in his arms reaches deeply, reflecting both the joy and sorrow of impermanence. It shows so extraordinarily well moments when I've held onto something or someone ephemeral, cherishing the warmth even as it slipped away. Thank you for this touching and evocative piece. - Blessings, Daniel