Snowflake Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Snowflake

Rating: 5.0


You called me by a novel name.
I now am SNOWFLAKE, just to you.
But snowflakes do not stay the same
they fall and turn into delicious dew.
I'll galdly land as snowflake on your skin
but would you promise me to hold me close
and when I melt to take me deep within
where I shall write about you, poetry and prose.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fay Slimm 13 January 2009

Oh this is deliciously different and tasty - - - like the imagery and the insistence on it.......... a good love poem........ Fay.

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