loving you
is like snow
in july.
snow on
my roses
just enough
to make
them die.
a light
dusting of
snow on the
precious petals
is enough to
make them
crack.
but sometimes
the snow is
just what
I lack.
a.l.m
loving you
is like snow
in july.
snow on
my roses
just enough
to make
them die.
a light
dusting of
snow on the
precious petals
is enough to
make them
crack.
but sometimes
the snow is
just what
I lack.
a.l.m