Soft, Crystal Kisses

revision

The fresh breath of cold
hits my face;
my feet almost numb;
my hands pale-white and stiff;
– So cold, I shouldn’t feel a thing.
White, crystal kisses
Lightly touches my face.
gently linger upon my lips.

Snowflakes dancing in the air,
playfully moving about;
Sweeping across
the white- pillowed landscape;
Invite me to join in their dance.
Sweet, white kisses
Meet me in warm embrace.

I stand still in the quiet of night;
For a moment intently I listen.
– No human being or sound in sight,
Only I am witness
to the life of this winter night.
Cool, crystal kisses
meet my lips in delight.
Covered by soft, crystal kisses
my footsteps are hidden,
leaving no trace of mine.

Soft, cool kisses
lovingly shower my face.
Sweet, white kisses
gently touch my lips.
Embraced by this cold infatuation
my insignificance is felt.
Yet for a moment
covered in soft, cool kisses
I feel alive and loved;
Surrounded by cool, sweet kisses
I am never completely alone;
Dancing beneath soft, crystal kisses
I feel alive, almost beautiful.

Mai L. Nissen, Winter of 2012


The fresh breath of cold
hits my face;
my feet almost numb;
my hands pale-white and stiff;
– So cold, I shouldn’t feel a thing.
Snowflakes dancing in the air,
playfully moving about;
Sweeping across
the white- pillowed landscape;
Invite me to join in their dance.
White crystal kisses
warmly embrace me;
Lightly touches my face.
Sweet, white kisses
gently linger upon my lips.

I stand still in the quiet of night;
For a moment intently I listen.
– No human being or sound in sight,
Only I am witness
to the life of this winter night.
Cool, crystal kisses
meet my lips in delight.
Covered by soft, crystal kisses
my footsteps are hidden,
leaving no trace of mine.

Soft, cool kisses
lovingly shower my face.
Sweet, white kisses
gently linger upon my lips.
Embraced by this cold infatuation
my insignificance is felt.
Yet for a moment
covered in soft, cool kisses
I feel alive and loved;
Surrounded by cool, sweet kisses
I am never completely alone;
Dancing beneath soft, crystal kisses
I feel alive, almost beautiful.

Mai L. Nissen, Winter of 2012

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