Fun In The SnowTonight when you and I were walking we ended up passing thru the field and down the path, thru the woods.
I started to run and you yelled, “Don’t run…wait up!” I could see the cold frost coming from your words.
The deep snow making it hard to maneuver; I laughed and so did you as you chased after me…each of us trying to keep our balance. I slipped and fell to my knees into the deep snow and then rolled on my back and you followed landing on top of me.
We both laughed and then suddenly there was silence and you stroked my face and my eyes sparkled with the moon light and glint from the snow. You kissed me softly and every thing went into a warm state.
Your hand traced my forehead, across my eyes, caressing my lips and then gently wrapped itself around the back of my neck and lifted me for a passionate kiss.
The snow started to melt beneath us. Suddenly you knelt up and pulled me up to your broad chest, I could feel you reading my soul. “let’s go” you whispered…”we have a long way to travel and I don’t want to miss a second of it!”
Have you ever noticed how the snow has a sparkle, perhaps call it a twinkle to it? What do you think that means?
SheisTheOne 46-50, F 3 Responses 2 Jan 10, 2011