Snow

Have you ever noticed that snow seems to float up when the conditions are right?

Warning, not for kids!

They were looking out the store window, Alice's head on his chest while he stroked her hair. Their makeshift bed of pillows, blankets and their coats were spread out haphazardly; Evidence of the activity they'd just finished for the fourth or fifth time that night. Neither one of them had been able to stop or keep count.

The first time had been a matter of pure desperate lust. They had been like two orphans coming home, or two ships passing in the night, or whatever other symalie for two lovers discovering each other.

The second and subsequent episodes had been slower and more exploratory. They went over their new lover's bodies with wide eyed wonder and fresh passion at each discovery. Each one mentally compiling a list of dos and don't.