Uncover.

Slicing through our pacing shadows,
the thickness of unspent rain
clings to my breath --
refreshingly innocent
as a child gathers dandelions
for her mother.
Sweetly reflecting the forbidden
heavens of fascination --
indulging in the essence of purity.

First snow of the season.

It's the silence of snow that coils peace through your veins. That first snow that tickles your face as it melts into your skin, you can't help but to hold your tongue out and catch a drop of this serenity. Your shoulders relax, your neck tilts back and you exhale into the bright white light that has turned the night into an endless reservoir of tranquility.

And then, you start the snowblower, get out the shovel and run to move the car from the street before the snowplow barrels down and entombs it.

F. Back to square one.

Surrender.

Beneath the surface

a fairytale unwinds

breathing through relentless

ignorance.

Opening into the brilliance

of glassy waters,

surrendering

to the sweetest ecstasy

that was once scarred of bitterness,

left in the emptiness of the cold.

Now cozy and warm

your eyes lingering within mine

twirling me endlessly,

indulging in your integrity of

unending tenderness.

Prickling my spine,

gathering in my throat,

so sweetly innocent.

Amidst the iridescent nights

smothered with caramel thirst,

persuading me endlessly.