I had a dream of Winter.

A hillside with a sparkling view.

And as the sky got darker.

The trees illuminated color in orange and yellow-gold hues.

And I was dancing on the snow, making snow angels…

After almost falling off the cliff.

Attempting to take pictures of a golden-pink, tall pine in the distance.

The tiny, colored trees on the cliff side, had deep roots that proved to be true.

As I grabbed for their leaves, they held sturdy…

They assured my footing stable as I reached for the one with pretty orange and red hue.

And still I could see the island among the river, the one with the tall pine of golden-pink in view.

Then I turned to see you there walking toward me from the darkness.

A bright pink baseball cap upon your head.

Cold as your expression looked right past me.

Yet still I called your name with a smile…

And reluctant you came to stand beside me, so I could show you the island in the distance about a mile.

And as you took a step closer to my frame, all I began to feel was warmth alive around me.

Your aura growing softer as you drew near mine.

And I reached my arm to take yours around me; a rush of heat I asked if you felt too.

And as we stood along that Winter Cliffside, my safety in your arms was my cue.

And we walked as we embraced one another tightly…

No more coldness coming through.

You sat me down on a bench to kiss my forehead.

And I took your face within my hands to kiss yours too.

Instead you placed your lips before mine, and there was the dream; finally come true.

And I awoke with warmth and a smile from my slumber…

Winter’s cold was melting in my heart.

A new beginning is always waiting.

Just ask above for a new start.