I can't explain the electricity animating between two lovers.

I do know the way snow hushed over our skins, her lips and heat so close to mine, moonlight aglow through her hair, always a different color, always the bursting luminescence of what makes her soul hum and sing.

She presses to me hard enough to matter and I can taste the winter and the quiet, taste her tears and all the love she wants to give.

I can't explain the warmth rivers coursing between two lovers, but I do know the way the snow hushed over our sweetest kiss.