A snowflake caressed my face today and fell into my lap. It clung to me for the warmth of my body. It was beautiful. Peacefully, it withered away. I closed my eyes and packed its essence in the threaded pouch of your love. I will give it you as a promise. You will keep it safe, hidden from the disgraces. The day my solitude ends, we will hold it in our hands again. Together. To never let it go.