Snowscape Stains

Her skin 
reminiscent, 
the days of
tranquil snowscapes.

My fingertips 
sledding
on a memory
of silken arms

ceaseless velvet,
blanketing 
each curve
fittingly.

A simple photograph 
tarnished, 
by razor blades
fallen footprints

like landmarks 
in blizzards,
She had once 
been lost in.

Sullen arctic air
stirs
freezing her
slender surface.

Figure skating boots
gliding like fingernails,
streams etched
of past destinations.

Naturally 
complacent 
to the frosty climate 
she became.

Antithetical natures,
my heated touch
corrosive 
to her chill.

Burning,
crystalline steam
cuts innocence
and warranty.

An avalanche
of consciousness 
with polarities
of panoramic scenes

where silver winds 
scream,
burdened by 
unwanted endorsements.

she falsely feels
trespassed,
with conflicting 
warmth

for my fingers
no longer seen as-
sledding down soft 
fields of sleet

but a hiker, 
of glacier mountains
littered with tourist vantage points
I am not welcomed to encounter.