The guiltless hills touch the gray sky.
Snow crystals escalated ever so gently to soil.
I stick out my tongue desiring to savor the sweet taste of elegance in a smaller, white shape.
The crunch of snow with every step I take.
My eyes fixated out toward the most dazzling, most adoring, most caring girl in this winter Eden.
I approach her softly.
Her long, silky brown hair wavering in the composed climate. Her eyes are just as angelic as a crystal.
Her voice is as acquiet and as gifted as an archangel.
She and I hugged and our hearts have the same mission.
Make one another happy.
Snow.