UNTITLED

You were a snowflake in summer,
Swirling, awe in such a wonder,
Rarest incident ive seen,
From the scourging pain I've been.

Astonished by the first fall,
Building me an unfathomed wall
Lit by a single incinerate,
Yes, it was fiery and I was inconsiderate.

I was moved from my serenity,
Shaken but it was a clarity,
Annoyed but never got angry,
The freezing hands, yes it was frosty.

Slowly molten by the chill it brought,
It was a risk to adjoin and caught,
But I was happier to crack the wall,
Separating me from the other hall.