I gaze up at your soft clumps, enraptured and humbled
As you die sweetly on my lips, nose and tongue
My skin stings when you vanish, prickling and trembling.

Your flurries swerve and flicker, eddy and whirl
So I twirl in response, stumble and recover
We dance in tandem, you and me

1 comment:

  1. My favorite so far. You described a child's first snowfall perfectly and i loved it.