a cold rose

the wind blows at a speed delicate to skin. its midnight, the moon shines all over the land, the land is blue. moonlight blue. a great man stands among many; he is in a crowd of noise. he is tall, dark hair with brown eyes. they stare deep and straight to the girl that sits across the room. she smiles; he leans overs to his friend in the white shirt. "Who, is the girl in blue shoes?" Dannie who is having a whisper with the girl underneath his arms. Dannie seems to be a ladies man with a sixties style to him. greasy combed back black hair. Blue black denim jeans, with a belt he knows well as it belonged to his late grandfather McAdams. he faces the tall dark haired giant that asks the question and replies, "now, Kevin my friend that is jess. Jessica moonshine for full." the name has a long history to it. jessica's great great grandfather was a man that loved him his booze and women. he had his own fair share to which had descendants that would follow their master to the last-minute bit. he loved and left his women to bear seeds of his bearing. The tall giant gains the stength to rise from his feet to ascend on the jorney to meet his forever thought. he begins with the first step. he moves close to the delicate flower that sits alone. He glances at the blues shoes, he looks to his left, kids across the road in red hats dance under the moonlight. his heart races, he swollows once and steps up to the occasion.

the shoes rise as she sees a tall gentleman coming towards her. she's nervous, she wonders whats making her feel this way. she's never had a feeling like this before. she swallows. the giant comes closer, she notices he wears a red t-shirt. she becomes more nervous. "hello" the giant speaks. she vanishes. the giant looks shocked to turn back to his friend, he vanishes with the girl in his arms. "whats happening?" he mumbles. he starts to feel cold. he looks to his hands, they look icy. he looks up, he stands alone. knee deep in snow, in the middle of nowhere. he doesn't remember how he got there.