The Veiled Rider

Romantically indulged in tranquil thoughts of snow caped mountains.
Minty chills that tingle the glass in her hand.
Breaking the ice to unleash arctic diamonds in the hidden walls of her heart.
Taking her deeper.
Above the frosty bluff.
Deeper.
Into glacial bliss.
Darker into lighter to pitch bright back to dark.
Dry, clinking breath.
Chilled.
Escaping only to freeze.
Freeze into the thoughts to be,
To come,
To hold time,
And then rush it back into grasping reach.