winter’s grip

winter’s grip

winter’s grip is reluctant to let go; a middle child abandoned by spring and fall, winter tears melt on the cheek of summer children and splatter their icy kisses on a bank of fresh snow❄️

something so…

something so…

there is just something so lovely about watching the snow fall and wishing you were sharing it with me. transcendent. magical. i can almost imagine you laughing, tickling, smiling with me. cuddling close, clothes off because it’s always warm when you are with me. hushed moans and damp hands because mom is home. there is [...]