Nieninque

White.

I look out my window - all I see is white,
and all I can do is smile.
My cheeks upturn, my eyes brighten,
and my mind flashes.

Images of open mouths catching falling diamonds,
racing through blanket covered rocks,
trying to get away from loving arms,
walking home as white lights tumble from
dark skies.

This is my heaven.
Sweaters & scarf, mittens & muffs.
Hot chocolate & fireplaces, saunas & steam,
cuddly sofas and heated seats.

This is paradise.
The sound of new footsteps, an
unhideable trail small houses and
little men on every front lawn.
Houses sparkle in the night,
it falls so early.

This is my time.
No one is unhappy,
the sounds are all songs -
everything is golden white.
As living things fall to sleep
I am wakened to a new life,
a life of crackles and diamonds,
of hot mugs under a warm blanket,
hand holding through wool,
of soft kisses in a softer snowfall.

This is my dream - this is my world.