Certain that if I'd kiss him, <br />he'd melt in me. <br />I'd taste him till he'd own me... <br />his lips, so cold, I would dissolve, <br />In his touch, I'll shiver, yet I would love to hold; <br />Never has the snow kissed my skin- <br />oh how they would have glistened <br />with his tongue to form sparkling crystals <br />never formed by the sun - <br />Oh how I'd love to hold his hands <br />then together we'd bury illumination <br />under the soles of his feet- <br />I'd drink his face and cling to him <br />to thread my fingers in his silky hair <br />and then our lips would meet.. <br />oh what union would that be! <br />to blow away the igneous flares <br />and drench my heart indeed. <br />Oh what embrace could bring so bliss <br />to cripple me.. my heart to freeze <br />in him forever.<br /><br />Jessel Jane Tevar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/marrying-the-snow/
