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She's Not a Snowflake

what is it you love
to be love or to love him
you gave it a chance
the only choice to go all in

you are not a snowflake
only a beating heart
a garden
wet hair, chilled bones
beautiful in any storm

underwater you swim
muted, quiet for dreams
under a stage in darkness
while the crowd screams

your roots so deep
enough to withstand life
that is your strength
aware of so many things
unsure what it means

a hang-over of sorrow
an empty heart, filled again
something beautiful misplaced
betrayed by a friend

how can i start the music
for you, something special
but i’m so weak
unworthy of your past
afraid to pierce your skin


Mark Lecuona (author) from Austin, Texas on October 13, 2018:

Thank you Shannon and Amy for your kind words!

Shannon Henry from Texas on October 11, 2018:

Very sweet, but also melancholy.

Amy DeMarco from Chicago on October 11, 2018:

This poem is beautiful.

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