sometimes i can feel the snow escape your heart’s rhythm and flood my senses like a winter wonderland

the realization lost somewhere between the awe and fantastic that there was a danger in the white out framed as you

those winter wonder advisories

foolishly forgetful that your unique traits, like flakes that couldn’t be contained
in a globe,

teetered so precariously perfect in the palm of my hand that i willfully accepted the coolest burn

i stand in front of your silhouette much like a blizzard that emotes to the tone of your movements that are smooth as black ice

the chill from your proximity frames my breath in cold as you near

jurri j.