A Dream...

fluffy flakes slowly dance 
beauty covering our imperfections 
gracefully they spiral downwards 
like we have my dear friend 
day by day we have spiralled with them 
still they dance so magically 
sadly i'm only allowed to watch 
shielded in my room for the cold
we both know it is no use
for nothing is colder than us
hence looking could be a waste of time
yet such beauty cannot be denied attention
flawless white coat in the night 
untainted by our sorrows
i wish to hide in its cold beauty 
soaking its wealthy natural magic
and as the fluff covers my eyelashes;
they would disappear like us 
blending with my memories

But i'm just watching...
          hoping you are too.