Ah, winter is a lovely time of year
Soft, beautiful flakes of snow come down to earth
Yes, they appear to cover up its ordinary appearance
This sounds like a new relationship starting
A new person comes into your life and is so charismatic
They diminish the dullness of one’s life.
As the snow accumulates, its heaviness weighs down in thickness
Just as more friendliness makes a difference
As the snow melts, wind carries dust upon its surface
And it sticks there because it can not release from the adhesive wet snow
Here, as the relationship continues along,
A real humanness connects itself to the new person
Although you may want to prevent your basic needs from becoming known…
They do anyways
There is no way to prevent it because your personalities are magnetic…
(And stick like the dust on the snow.)
Now you’re left with a dirty appearance on what was once
a clean, appealing crop of snow.
It can’t be helped. Mother Nature did it by the warmth of her sun
There is nothing that can be done about someone having already seen
That you have basic needs to fill
The appearance of purity now has an appearance of human-nature.
But that is not your fault
You are like the snow which Mother Nature has dirtied
It was dirtied by the warmth of your natural caring
And there is no way to stop people from seeing you
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