With my finger I write in the snow.
The sun reads –
at the same time wiping it away.
Tonight the Snow Smells of You
A small poem
The snow whiteness
Outside it"s snowing
In the morning
Around you
I love you
It snows day and night
All around
We are children again
With my finger I write
My loveliest poems
The snow whiteness
Outside it"s snowing
In the morning
Around you
I love you
It snows day and night
All around
We are children again
With my finger I write
My loveliest poems