Winter. I watch as the snow falls softly, gently on the pine trees, but weighing them down with the white coat of winter. I stare from the porch, as it blankets the hills and valleys, covering every foot of land between the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the cabin we rented for a weekend to ourselves. Basking in the scene provided by nature, I'm snapped from my trance by a voice calling to me:
"Are you coming? Or are you going to leave me out here by myself?"
Your call makes me grin and I look out and meet your gaze as you skate light-heartedly around the frozen pond. I contemplate for a moment, knowing that joining you would mean I could no longer admire you in this scenery from a distance. However, it is quickly made up for in the knowing that it meant I would get to be by your side again.
"I'll be right out!"
I shout, proceeding to rush inside to get on my one skates. I stumble out, off the porch and through the yard, anxious to meet up with you. Skating to the edge, you take me by the hand and help me onto the ice, careful of the cracking ice on the shoreline. We skate to the center of the pond and you continue your graceful skate routine. I skate slowly behind, happy just to be watching your exquisite movements flowing from your perfect curves so smoothly. I become lost, near hypnotized by the elegance of the beauty gliding before me.
Your complex moves end and you soon return so a slow and simple skate. I take the opportunity to move up alongside you, placing my hands on your hips. Your hands cover mine and you turn your head to face me as we skate side by side. You close your eyes, smile sweetly, and for a moment time freezes.
That smile, that godly smile. It pierces through me every time I see it on you. The simple perfection of everything that you are. Your face, smooth and pale like an angel cast of alabaster in this cold winter light. An angel made specifically for me of unbridled beauty, worth its weight in gold and absolutely priceless. Just as I get lost in your eternal magnificence, time seems to return to my world. Your eyes open and I return the smile. We skate together, both sets of our hands on your waist for some time longer, until the snow begins to get heavier and the daylight fades.
We decide to resign ourselves back to the cabin for the evening to warm up. Once inside, we shed our skates, hats and coats. You relax on the couch while I throw some sticks and logs in the fireplace and get the fire lit. I leave for a moment and return with a large blanket to cover us as I join you on the couch. I turn and lean my back against the arm of the couch so that you can snuggle against me and rest your head on my chest the way I know you like to do.
Once we are both settled I grab the blanket and throw it over us. We lay there sharing heat in our embrace, listening to the fire crackle. I run my fingers through your soft, cold hair massaging your head with my fingertips as you slowly close your eyes. There is nowhere I would rather be at in this moment than right here. Nobody I would rather be with in this moment than you.
I stop rubbing your head and you let out a soft sigh and open your eyes to look around the room. As you focus on your surroundings, you notice an envelope sitting, leaning against a candlestick on the mantelpiece. There are words written on the front of it but at this distance you are unable to read it clearly. You ask what it is and I say that I'm unsure what it is or where it came from, suggesting you investigate it if you're curious. You whine in the cutest little way because you don't want to leave the comfort of the couch, nor the heat of our cuddle.
In the end your curiosity gets the best of you and you get up to check it out. Getting close enough to the mantle to feel the fire's heat against your legs, you lean in to read the envelope. Written on the front are two small words: Read Me. Instinctively you cock you head slightly in confusion but again your curiosity takes over and you take it from where it sits. Opening it you find a letter inside which you unfold and begin to read:
"My Only One,
It seems like just yesterday I met you and fell for you almost instantly. We didn't always know that we were meant for each other but I never doubted for a moment that we would end up together. There have been ups, there have been downs, but we never lost faith in each other. Now here we are all this time later and I wouldn't trade a moment I've had with you for anything in the world. We know each other intimately, and I feel you are closer to my heart than anyone else has ever been or could ever be. I've told you my deepest secrets and I've shared my darkest fears. We know each other inside and out and loathe every moment we're apart from each other. I could go on and on with reasons we go so well together but I think at this point it's easier to just say there are only 3 things I need to tell you;
1 - I love just as much now as I always have.
2 - Merry Christmas Sweetheart.
3 - Turn around..."
Seemingly lost in the letter, you suddenly snap to attention after reading the last sentence and you turn around. You see that I am no longer on the couch where I was rested but am instead just a foot or so away, kneeling in front of you. I withdraw my hands from behind my back to reveal that one is holding a small black box. I use the other hand to open the box, revealing a ring with a beautiful diamond that shines almost as brightly as your eyes do. You stare at me for a moment, tears forming in your eyes, before I break the silence.
"Will you marry me?"
Without a word, the tears come forth, bursting from your eyes and you fall to your knees, now face to face with the special little box. The level of emotion staggers me and I feel the welling of tears swell up inside my chest as well.
"Of course I will!"
You throw your arms around me. Our lips meet and it is as magical to me as it was the very first time it happened. I break the kiss just long enough to take the ring from the box and slide it upon your finger before our lips lock once again. Still on our knees, we ease ourselves down into a laying position on the warm fur of the bear skin rug in front of the fire. You now lay on your back as I prop myself on my elbow and lean over you, my face directly above yours. I wipe the few remaining tears of joy from your eyes and hold your ring-clad hand up.
"With this ring I promise you will never be alone again. I will be here, by your side. Always"
I kiss you on the forehead, then your warm little nose, and then back to your lips. I lightly run the backs of my fingers down your soft cheek, down your neck. My hand glides past your collarbone, down across your breasts, along your belly, coming to rest on your thigh. Just the feel of your body is enough to make my heart race. I begin to slide my hand up, this time underneath your sweater. I rest my hand on the smooth skin of your stomach. I push the shirt up enough to reveal your abdomen and stop, as my head moves from your lips downward.
I kiss your jawbone, then a peck on your neck. I slide the tip of my nose down, through the valley between your breasts. I inhale slowly, your scent always having been more alluring to me than any drug. Working down, I kiss the top of your belly, then the right side. The bottom comes next, then the left side. Back to the top, I continue like this in a tightening spiral pattern toward your belly button. Once I reach the center, I stop and kiss a line straight up your stomach. As I raise your sweater higher, my head follows, momentarily stopping at the base of your bra.
Using both hands, I raise your sweater over your breasts, revealing them into my view. They are the picture of magnificence and, without moving your powder-pink bra, I kiss every inch of their exposed skin. I work my way back up, still pulling up your sweater as I go. You raise your arms, allowing me to remove the sweater entirely.
I toss is aside and then take my index finger and place it gently on your chin. I trace a line straight down. Across your throat, through your supple cleavage, across and over your stomach, coming to a stop at the upper edge of your jeans. I use just my thumb to flick open the button of your pants and smile.
I stop, for now, with your pants and you decide it's your turn to take some of my clothes from me. You tug at my shirt as I am already beginning to take it off. As I am removing it, you can't resist but to lightly drag your nails across my abs, following my shirt upward. You come up to nibble at my chest as the shirt finally comes over my head. I pull you upward so that our chests are now together, face to face. I take your face in one hand and rub the full length of your back with the other.
I meet your lips again, taking your soft tongue into my mouth. As our tongues dance intertwined, I use a quick snapping motion to undo your bra, displaying your full back to my open palm. Staying pressed against you, I don't let the bra fall free. Instead I use my right hand to remove the strap from your right shoulder. Our lips come undone as I kiss the spot where the bra strap sat. I repeat the process with the left hand and the left strap, leaving another kiss on the other side. I stay against you as I lower you back onto your back.
