trying to remember

Nov 26, 2006 13:26

Achtung

In your innocent eyes,

I am innocence;

I am purity, to cherish and

admire.

In your innocent eyes,

I am a crystal,

perfect and pure, scattering

Rainbow reflections of light.

But I fear

that if you hold me, I will break---

I will wound you;

your blood will stain my clarity.

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bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens...

swinging sundays

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