Catch Me

A little change from my usual doom and gloom.

Mists of snow twirl around my finger
Crystals fall from the overcast sky

Fluffy white envelops shoots of brown grass
Shivers of warm delight

The snow screams as it delivers
But hushes to silence as it rests upon the ground

Black eyelashes dotted with flakes
You lean in towards my rosy face

Hearts of red upon white of the snow
Intertwining in ways that I never felt I'd know

And like these magnificent crystals,
I am falling.
.....falling.....
Falling for you

Will you catch me? 

Author's Note

I think I might be better at the doom and gloom....tell me how it is.