Amber thoughts - cocooned within my petals’ embrace
As the wind bends the stalk and tugs at the bud,
And thoughts strive to be thorns as wild animal eyes
Peak in and dare to ogle the honey within
Raw red is my wish as an errant spring lark
To coax the sun into being and bring it within
Petals choke on the breeze of nebulous dusk
As curt lips pass a season’s end sentence on me.
Inside a white tulip
© Copyright: Athena, 2005
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adorable..
amber thoughts flower scented sounds like 18th century..
Leon Gor 06.06.2005 11:22 • Заявить о нарушении
amber thoughts flower scented sounds like 18th century..
Leon Gor 06.06.2005 11:22 • Заявить о нарушении