As they fall

Escaped the watching eyes,
  and I have been given the chance to wander.

The petals fall around me,
  chilling me with their touch.

Walking through a field of white,
  I find a spot to rest.

Breath steams,
  as the petals melt on my upturned face.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Yeah, well I am not so keen on the snow, your description is fantastically romantic. One thing, I think you meant breathe instead of breath, but maybe not, so ...

[Jon Roggie]

This case, the breath steams. An exhale. Now, you can have a cup of hot cocoa!

[Lyn Anderson]

Okay, now I see, thank you for clearing that up. For some reason I inserted an R in the steams. The mind plays tricks.

[Jon Roggie]

Not like I don't go all over the place! Always feel free to point out the little things!

[Matching Socks]

The gentle falling of snowflakes?
So pretty. :)

[Jon Roggie]

Once in awhile, I do have a delicate touch. ;)

[Matching Socks]

Yes you do :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nice to get away isn't it?
this reminds me of getting away from real life for just a short while...taking a stroll and finding some peace and a chance to just think...away from it all.

[Jon Roggie]

A momentary escape. One often needed.