Your eyes light up when you talk about the first snow.
The glistening white, with hidden hints of blue.
Your laugh, purer than the snow itself.
Your eyes, greener than the branches of the trees that glow through the windows,
Brighter than the lights that glow with warmth.
Your smile, warmer than the hot chocolate you love,
Warmer than my blankets.
My escape to the mountains, my snowmobile.
I’d trade it for ten minutes with you in the snow,
To see your smile as you make snow angels, snowmen, and snowballs.
You’re more unique than a single snowflake.
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