Nothing tastes sweeter than freshly fallen snow
Numb fingers twisting, pulling, lacing, tugging
At your ropes tying knots in your stomach

Tangled cords pulling you toward open air

Nothing feels freer than diving face first into the sea white banks
Clammy hands grip your ankles ghosting up your thighs
Hang on hang on hang up your coat

Let the cold burn
Icicles searing into your biceps itching urging drawing you close
There is nothing like standing in a field and feeling

Snowflakes hitting your nose

Your lungs feel crisp your drowning on oxygen that’s too rich
Shaking, shuddering, freezing, shivering, quaking, trembling
With a sneeze you’ve never felt more alive