Embrace

They don’t see your beauty, and for that I’m sorry.

Though your embrace is cold, I find it welcoming, even if others curse it under their chilled breathes. 

You touch my face, my hands, as I raise my cheeks and palms to you finding comfort in the chill that trickles across.

They don’t see your beauty, but know that I do. There are other that do.

Feel comfort in knowing that I love you

I love you