Winter wonderland

Dashing, caressing her resting skin,
Peacefully lilting those delicate senses;
Awakening her into a painfully sweet blanket of love,
Throwing her soft heart into palpitations;
Singing to her, putting the rose glasses on,
Being a reminder of his velvety voice;
Forcing confrontation with the equation of love,
Is the winter fog, scintillating and decorating her bare world.