Blue winter

This time winter
didn't come in white.
the sand was clad in blue-
dazzling, bright.

When the snow touched my palms
And slipped over my skin
I saw through dew-
the blue and white akin.

The snowflakes were not
the colour I saw-
had a tinge of blue,
at the edges,
my hands would draw.

This time the winter,
it wasn't cold.
This time the winter,
Lasted long,
Like the blue
of the seas-
memories ride upon.