Sunday, August 2, 2009

Snow.

originally written: january, 2009

the snow glistening in the sunlight
looks so beautiful
i want to reach out and grab a hold of it
keep it with me forever
but as soon as my hand touches it
the sparking beauty melts
and the once glistening fairness
is now nothing more than
a few drops of water
trickling down
as i desperately try to hold on
to keep it from slipping away
but all i have left
is an empty hand
cold and numb
with no more feeling

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