New

A metamorphosis

Shedding skin

Beauty

And youthful wonder

To gain something more mature.

It’s not abandoning the old

But keeping it in a memory box

Pulling out the past

To renew

Become anew.

Snow Flurries

Your chilled heart

Races through the wind

To surround me.

Your tender kisses

On my cheeks melt,

A lingering damp greeting.

Let me warm you

As I mold your body

With my fingertips

Until the chill makes them numb-

You’re so beautiful,

I can’t resist the urge

To touch.