~• Winter •~
Her name was winter, she had the bluest eyes;
Like streams of water under the night, they sparkled like cerulean orbs.
When she smiled, the whole room glimmered,
I can't get over that tinkling laugh and careless warmth she unknowingly made all us lads felt around the quarry.
Red Auburn hair that seemed to dance with every gentle whips of air, giving the illusion of infinite jaunty waterfalls.
The radiant shimmering of the daylight and careful highlights of rays that bounced off those lustrous tendrils.
I'm captivated by you, oh winter, how can I stop this clenching in my heart?
Your voice seems to rattle me on,
your eyes closed as you twirled around the fields,
I could see you from distance away, your happiness infectious.
How I wish I could resist your smiles and walk down the hills to hold your hands.
At any time you gazed up at me with warmth that I never deserve, your captivating eyes always kept me at still,
my hearts' grew two sizes whenever you said those harmless words and your trembling lips tickled with joyous laugh.
I want to hold you, kiss you, never let go of you.
Alas if you were mine I could do all of that.
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Winter is brighter than the sun , gentler than the caress of a sea breeze on a cloudy day.
An unmatchable light you bring forth.
How do you do it winter ? I want to know.
You must be the most special from a far Neverland.
I savour every fleeting second with you, for it's too precious to brusquely discard.
The only thing that makes up for all the rye within my days, is your telltale smile that ignites your eyes,
that pulls me in and tells me more stories which I have never hoped to wished.
It's unbridled love I feel for as I gaze at your shadowy form in the distance.
My feet are tapering, my fingers restless,
I have run after , to save you, to keep you to myself and never let you go.
But you smile yet again, your form turned to my direction,
your eyes are different, tumbling with a Jade green,
whispered words flow from your lips, your tickling laughter I could barely hear.
One lasting smile and you're drifting once again,
my hands are stretched trying to cling to a promise, you perhaps had never said.
For, Maybe some day, she'd return with her wintery smile and flaming Auburn hair
this time I wouldn't let you go, for you shall take my hands in yours, and yours in mine and we would dance together under the sunny amber skies and greenery mowing fields.
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