Snow Angel

Snow burns my eyes
At a Telluride ski resort.
My boots are tight.
My face is frosty.
I stand atop the bunny hill.

I push off with the right foot.
Slide onto the left,
Back onto the right.
Then I stumble,
Falling flat on my back.

My back is bruised;
My dignity more so.
I lie in the snow
Till an angel appears,
Looking down on me.

My angel is tall
With long blonde hair
And a knit wool cap.
She extends a hand
To help me up.

With sticks on my feet
I struggle to rise.
I try to look graceful,
Looking anything but
While holding her hand.

I finally get up
And meet her face to face.
She gives me a smile
As I look deeply
Into her icy blue eyes.

After a long moment
Of quiet awkwardness,
She asks if I’m okay.
I nod and say yes,
Thanking her for her help.

“Race you to the bottom,”
She says with a wink
A moment later.
She speeds down the hill
While I struggle in tow.

I slide down the hill
With my eyes on this girl.
What will happen
When I reach the bottom?
Only time will tell.

Discussion

Have you ever had a moment where you instantly connect with someone? Call it love at first sight, infatuation, or just plain lust. Any way you look at it, it’s a marvelous feeling. Let me know your story in the comment section.