winter

snow falls in sheets, sheets rest on the ground and become a blanket that keeps the dirt warm. my body is cold but the dirt is warm from mother nature's blanket. and i'm warm from your blanket that covers me in the cold weather, your love that is like lava and when i cry my tears freeze and fall into your hands like crystals.

you laugh and say,
sometimes
i love you.

and i hand you millions of crystals
and say
sometimes you don't.