Unique
When you touch me I shiver
And it is good.
When you brush my skin so lightly I smile
And it is good.
You look like none other
And it is good.
Joy explodes in my childlike heart when I see you
And it is good.
Your visits are precious, for they are few
And it is good.
You float down from heaven to melt on my eyelids
And it is good.
Ken Goree
It’s about snowflakes :-)
I'm glad you clarified the snowflake thing. I thought you were going "Genisis" on us. It was a great teaser:-)
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Thank you, Brigita :-)
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