Snowflakes brush my skin.
Like tiny soft kisses
Gently biting
Whoever knew?
That kisses could fall
So randomly
Then melt away
Into nothing at all
Right back
Where you started.
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 5:40 PM UTC
Snowflakes brush my skin.
Like tiny soft kisses
Gently biting
Whoever knew?
That kisses could fall
So randomly
Then melt away
Into nothing at all
Right back
Where you started.
