The white
Of snow
The darkness
Under trees
The pure expanse
Marred
By dark troughs
Dug by trudging students
Unaware
Of this fragile beauty
Unaware.
Leave the chill of stone
Leave the warmth of fire
Open the doors
Let the cold rush in
Step
The cold reaches
Fingers chill, slipping into gaps between clothes
Raising shivers.
Snow falls gently
Upturned face catching flakes
Letting them melt
And drip
Like fake tears down reddened cheeks
Feet leading down
A path oft travelled
Knock once, twice, a pattern secret
Warmth coils around a cold body
As the hidden doors swings open
Secret room for secret deeds
Eyes lock
Emerald to grey
Magnetised bodies
Hot mouths
Back against wall
Hard bodies together
Sighs and moans
Together