Wonderland

There we were on a crystallized mass

Walking on water and feeling like Gods

Embedded in layers of clothing

Below freezing but filled with burning heat

The world around us was dead silent

But beneath my cool façade was activity

Chest tensing and easing, soothing and burning

Beneath the snow slumbers life, waiting to bloom

My hand wandered and fell upon chilled peach lips

I yearn for that taste in my mouth again

My gaze glazed over into his vivacious icy eyes

I fall into them with a crashing sensation

While the world slumbers, I take in the sound of breath

I fill myself with that image,

And a chuckle echoes through the

Powdered forest.

When I am alone and waiting

I think of that burning

In my wonderland

Best,

Anna Belle Lee