My name is Olivia. I'm 19. I live in the San Francisco Bay Area. I love music and my friends, watching movies, sleeping, eating, and generally having a good time among other things. I attend UC Riverside :)

We stood on the wood bridge
over old Shoal Creek when
you reached up and shook
a handful of snowflakes
out of the white winter stars.Just a handful,
just a few cold crystals
that tumbled down into the lazy
loping water of old Shoal Creek.As we watched them come down,
I grabbed your magic hand
and held it until those falling
flakes were swallowed up
and swept downstream,
thinking you were as rare
as an Alabama snowfall
and I needed to hold your hand
to keep you from disappearing
just as quick.This poem © Gabriel Gadfly. Published Jan 24, 2012
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