the prick of thorns
leaves a trickle of blood,
the same red
from any color rose,
from any bruised heart
Red Lights
the moon pauses between a gap in the trees— half an answer A Hundred Gourds
the moon pauses between a gap in the trees— half an answer A Hundred Gourds
2 comments:
Deep felt emotions. Thanks for dropping by my blog today Adelaide
Much❤love
Thank you, Gillena
Adelaide
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