Fire In The Frost

The world awoke in diamonds, scattered bright and bold, each blade of withered, grass- sheltered in a gleaming glassy shell protected from the cold.

The first sun hits the fence-line, stark and sharp and cold, turning ordinary ice into a beauty to behold.

The pathway stones are veiled- in a thin, pearly white, a silent crystalline dust that settled over night.

Summer memories must suddenly fade against the brittle beauty that the dawn has now laid.

I feel an unexpected shutter- running through my bones, a deep and taxing shiver deep within my soul.

The shock of cold air- dances across my cheek, a deep breath in and hits the brain-like a whispered secret too hard now to keep.

Your presence is a constant- a fire roaring in the breeze- A simple kiss to my lips, brings weakness to my knees. Your gentle touch so full of warmth, puts my heart at ease.

The love we share is stronger than the greatest stories ever told, as long as I am with you, I can bravely face the cold.