sparkles and tease

infinity of stars
infinity of snowflakes
infinity of shards of glass

scattered
for all eyes of the world to feast on

I reach out my hands to touch the stars
and get bitten by the cold
I stick out my tongue to taste the snow
and get cut by the glass
I brush the floor to sweep away the shards
and get blinded by the sparkling stars

look, look, do not touch
look, look, do not take in

scattered
I am
for everyone to trip
swept under the rug by some, annoyed by some
however, fixed by none
-- I doubt I could be, so I remain

hush, hush, do not tell
hush, hush, do not let out