Snowflake
I am too delicate for this earth
She says.
If I touch the ground I will die
I will shatter to a thousand pieces.
And at the warmth of your touch I will melt,
As if I had never been.
I am too delicate for this earth
She says.
If I touch the ground I will die
I will shatter to a thousand pieces.
And at the warmth of your touch I will melt,
As if I had never been.