VanillaWinter

I'm a girl with crazy hair and closets! Note: Line a closet with blankets, bring in night light, shut the closet door, and experience some great reading time!

Which you should spend reading a book of mine... *wink wink nudge nudge* 

Plus, I claim Pluto and Mars as mine since no one has done so! Since there are no laws in space, I don't need any fancy paperwork, they're mine, so get off!

"Pull on boots,
Wrap itchy scarved around frigid necks,
Zip up a jacket.
Step onto the icy roads,
And dance under the falling snow.

Tilt back your head.
-Further.
See how the white falls against
The black ink of the darkness?
See how the trees rise up to meet it?
Do you feel the snow in your lashes?

Do you really feel its weight,
Holding down your lids?
Let it. Let your eyes close.
Feel the drops of dampness.
Let them blossom over your face.

And if you part your lips just so,
Perhaps you'll catch the faintest
Trace of vanilla,


A vanilla winter.