Girls
Girls
are made of snowflakes,
as fragile as tiny angel
bones and full of childish hope;
we are waiting to be caught
on someone’s tongue,
to melt into them
like it’s all we were made to do.
are made of snowflakes,
as fragile as tiny angel
bones and full of childish hope;
we are waiting to be caught
on someone’s tongue,
to melt into them
like it’s all we were made to do.