Dreamweaver: Blood Rose Tear....

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Blood Rose Tear....

Blood Rose Tear

Pricked my finger
on a Rose
the blood was dark as claret
in deepest Red...
Drops of blood
dripped upon a velvet petal
and fell to the ground
dewey and moist.....
Touching them with my fingertip
I put them to my tongue
a salty taste of a tear
dark as claret
in deepest Red
bitter yet sweet

Written by Rhiannon (Barbara) November 26th, 2006

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