Snowflake

By Son Of Evil

I wrap my arms around her.

I keep her safe and warm.

So gently I protect her

Sweet delicate young form.

She is like a snowflake.

Perfect and unique.

Shining with beauty

And oh so fragile and weak.

But snowflakes melt.

They die and fade away.

I keep trying to catch them,

But I can't make them stay.

So I wrap my arms around her.

And with the smallest sigh

I drink from her pale throat.

And watch her die.