He likes
the way
sand feels
between your toes
as you walk
on the beach,
under the warmth
of the sun,
and someone's
loving gaze.
He likes
how blue cotton candy
melts on your tongue,
and fills you
with joy,
because sugar
is the easiest solution
to a bad day.
He likes
to sit
by a window,
feeling the heat
of a cup
of cocoa
warms his frozen fingertips,
as snow falls
outside,
like a blanket
of glittering perfection.
He says
that what makes snow beautiful
is how each flake is
unique
and original
and unafraid,
even though,
they are all made of
water.
He says
snow
is simple
and
unapologetic.
He likes
snow.
