snow falls gently from the black canvas sky,
and I walk with my best friend down city streets.
the chill brings us closer,
hands grasping tightly
as we reach my apartment.
our heads have been filled with the buzz
of spirit and each other.
his cheeks are flushed crimson,
eyes bright,
hair mussed with wind.
he is beautiful,
and I want to tell him so,
but instead I hug him goodbye.
snow falls gently onto the roads outside,
and I sit with my beloved
on the rug of our living room.
fire warms our skin,
cocoa warms our insides.
we make forts of blankets and pillows
and lie together,
smiles looking blissed and well-kissed.
I want to whisper,
“I love you.”
but instead I kiss him again.
snow falls gently
by ally r.