Posted: February 9, 2013 in Uncategorized

A stream’s trickle
Steady droplets of rain
Roses’ aromatic scent
Love’s new dawn
Unrhythmic crashing of waves
Despairs’ flood
Blade piercing the heart
Searing pain, lifeblood….

  1. brian miller says:

    you take us up and down…the dawn of love, even down to the smell…then the punch, the knife the death….in 8 lines…life in a nutshell eh? smiles.

  2. aka_andrea says:

    thanks for the note and kind words, I appreciate you stopping by and reading my stuff. stop by anytime.

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