Comments about Harry Radcliffe
Distorted light and muffled sound,
Snow is sprinkled on the ground.
Nobody needs us, neither of us is pursued,
Only the snow angels are allowed to intrude.
Alone with you, no one is near us,
People can peer but they won't see or hear us.
I could hold your hand and no one would know,
Totally masked by the glitter blizzard of snow.