The Flower in the Snow
I see the bright and beautiful stars growing immensely glowing in the pale sky.
Then I realize I am looking into her eyes.
A gentle touch of her hand or face, brings a vehement warmth to my heart.
She does not yet know the beauty of her every movement, her every word, her every breath.
Her past is stricken with uabhorrence and torturous affliction
Yet she will still be brighter than the sun on a summer day.
She will yearn for true love and will blossom in the snow like the purest and most beautiful edelweiss.
She is perfected by her flaws.
They make her human rather than an seraphim.
She is the definition of flawed perfection.
She is the flower in the snow.
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The Flower in the Snow
PoetryThis Poem is written, and owned by Jeremy Scoggins. Please do not try to use it without proper reference thanks!
