Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Wanting

 

The dancing dewdrops on the leaves
shimmer
The trembling sparks in deep dark eyes
glimmer
The sun beats down upon soft green grass
it dries
The rising flame sears a quivering soul
she sighs
The red glow flushes the blue as the sun
dips
A blush of blood surges up her cheeks and
lips
The last frail leaf waves in the breeze
unshed
She cries out for her demon lover
in bed


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