Thursday, January 29, 2009

Let her be,
She hasn't hurt you.
Don't kill her.
Don't trample her beneath your feet.
Don't turn her to ashes between your finger.

All she does,
Is to come down with silent vengence.
Falling on noses, resting on eyelashes.
As soft as your lover's skin
a life of pristine beauty.

Let her live,she'll give you joy.
Let her breathe.
For those few minutes,
She just wants to live.
Oh please! Please let the snowflake live.

2 comments:

This and That said...

we cant help...springs here alredy...


;)


-THAT

This and That said...

yeah rite....like it will ever, ever snow in Cal.


-THIS