In The Winter Woods

An old fragment of words finally finished.

The forest green is glistening
bright with different sheen
every sight the eyes can cast
is gorgeously white and pristine

Feather light flakes of wispy air
fall and vanish within your raven hair
none can behold the beauty of
one such as you, so lovely and fair

You float as a ghostly when you walk
your voice a caress when you pause to talk
as I stare at your radiance shining throughout
I cannot help but balk

But when she approached me, to life came my fear
time had run short, and now night was near
as I gazed upon my love, deep in the winter woods
a cold wind crawled across my skin, and her beauty disappeared