Flakes peck my lips;
becoming more numb
with every brush and flutter

Tumbling,  falling, twirling over a desolate landscape
Where flowers once grew, green and merry

The delinquent hope that under, the suffocating snow, flowers can bloom.
Shards of ice building from the rubble.
Daggers of chill

Changing, falling, melting beauty from ugly. At the edge of the glacier, a trapped memory teetering, to fall or fly. The cold whispering.

The sun obscured by the clouds, brooding, grey

A flurry of words, a once rapid river, as frozen as his heart

Caught in a blizzard, hanging in the balance, will it thaw?

I remember running in the snow
at the end we were so frozen
we couldn't feel the bump of our nose
as we kissed
in a blanket of flurries

We left the first footprints each morning
I brought you black coffee in bed
and you would nestle against my head

I spent months avoiding nights spent over
I wasn't ready to feel again
but you seemingly wanted so badly to feel too
It was the darkness in me
that I saw in you

You forced me out by a simple decision
and the truth made a sharp incision
but I heal fast and bleed slow
There are parts of me
you'll never know

The snow is falling outside
Like the way I’m falling for you
It melts on the sidewalk
Like the way your eyes melt my heart
The whiteness is blinding
Just like your smile
This flurry outside,
Feels like my stomach inside,
When you’re by my side
Each snowflake is one of a kind,
Intricate, detailed, and refined
Exactly like you

feelings of deep discontent use to swallow me whole.

now I am bombarded by a flurry of hope and love