Merry Christmas to all of you out there. I know I have not updated in a very long time, so I am doing this small poem to hopefully appease you, at least temporarily. I hope you all get what you wanted! Please keep in mind that I wrote this in under three minutes so it is in no way, shape, or form perfect.
Small white diamonds fall
Jasper announces in his southern drawl
I can see each detail on each shard of ice
They feel warm, a feeling that does not have a price
It was unusual, that feeling of heat
Even when the sun would beat
A welcome sensation we receive
One we otherwise would not believe
For when do we experience this?
This sensation of utter bliss
Even Bella's touch does not match
A snowflake's gentle, mild catch
Her contact is scorching
A sliver of snow is soothing
I will always admire the snow
~Hemeophage~