scent of pine trees and sap that runs down wintery bark footsteps crunching into white standing looking through the trees inhaling cold air exhaling a cloud of warmth making curls as it disappates the land is slightly blue but in stillness you can feel the connection
Tag: snow
Footsteps in the snow
The leaf on the stairs was a gift from a friend. Shadows turned sideways when I walked into your being. It was cold out — much more than I am accostomed to since I’m from more temperate climates. You didn’t think it was anything to have a girl looking through the window. It wasn’t big…
The Dynamics of Groove 