Snow Falls, then Melting

Glamor the sky up,
make it sparkle and glitter.
Whisping energy that collapses and,
gives way to the forces of gravity.

Tongue out, palms placid,
introducing the waves of brisk folding.
Retinas wide,
trying to feel the coldness on the inside of the eyelids.

Placed and balanced,
a never ending snow fall.
Breathing in the moment,
flakes landing on lashes.

Melting upon impact,
getting lost in the condensation equilibrium.
Still hoping to have some liquid on my lips,
as the brisk cold is felt, eyes wide open.