• White snow flakes fall upon his face.
    Wet kisses on the side of his cheek,
    Oh how I wish it was me.
    to deliver that warm heart ach when we met.


    Heart throbbing in thy chest
    Hands starting to sweat
    rosy cheeks swell
    words starts to fail...
    Shyness is what holds my tongue

    Ground pale as the whitest rose.
    ruined by snow angels
    that are repeatedly formed on the floor
    Eyes never taken off of his....
    And all I ask is one...
    One.....
    one simple kiss.