Skiing with an Angel

The day is over--
My love waits for me.
We slide through
deep soft snow
As the sun sets.
Striding side-by-side
Talking over the day.

He, in a blue jacket
and blue cap
Blue eyes sparkling
at the blue sky.

After an hour,
Our trails merge
Into one.

The sun is down,
shadows grow,
A dark blue stain
spreads across his back
in the shape of wings.

I follow my angel home.