Snow

 

There is no threat

of snow

in these dark skies

yet I imagine

pure

white

perfect

icy flakes

melting

on your exquisite skin

and being captured

in the storm

of your hair.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this perhaps four years ago on a Winter’s day when the weather was mild. Today my world is white with snow and it seems apt to repeat it.

Photography believed to be by SoliArt and featured on FiveHundredpx. If I am wrong and this belongs to you I will credit or remove. A lovely image.

 

In soft flakes

 

A year ago today

I was travelling to France for the first of two skiing holidays.

They were both glorious weeks.

Impossibly blue skies, sun glinting on snow, conditions superb.

Perfect days and joyous, noisy, sometimes intimate nights with family, friends and strangers. Laughter and wine and good food.

A ski helmet full of vivid memories.

But this year I have arranged no trips to the mountains.

My ski partner across many years, many trips, many adventures, can no longer ski. Not without the risk of further damaging skiing-torn knee joints.

And I have not been able to summon up the enthusiasm to go without her.

Perhaps next year I will.

.

This morning, as if to taunt me, or perhaps to commiserate, the snow falls.

Outside my window.

Sadness in soft flakes.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo taken in Val d’Isere, France, March 2017 by self

 

 

 

 

 

 

Snow

 

There is no threat

of snow

in these dark skies

yet I imagine

pure

white

perfect

icy flakes

melting

on your exquisite skin

and being captured

in the storm

of your hair.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I wrote this last year at this time when the weather was mild. Tonight, while I sleep, there is the possibility of snow. It seems apt to repeat it.

Photography believed to be by SoliArt and featured on FiveHundredpx. If I am wrong and this belongs to you I will credit or remove.

 

Snow

 

There is no threat

of snow

in these dark skies

yet I imagine

pure

white

perfect

icy flakes

melting

on your exquisite skin

and being captured

in the storm

of your hair.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photography believed to be by SoliArt and featured on FiveHundredpx. If I am wrong and this belongs to you I will credit or remove.