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