The edges of this rose are pink.
Did you see that?
Her heart is gold.
Did you see that?
She'll dance on her tiptoes for you all day long, flowing skirt, sweet smell, beautiful. THe wind will brush her gently, a slight flush will reach her cheeks, beautiful.
The sun warms and everything within her opens, opens, can you hear teh explosions? She thinks of herself in terms of cities. The buildings are falling, can you hear them?
Do you see the angel? The string quartet?
They're waiting...
But i wouldn't assume you would understand
the allusion.
1 comment:
I really like this.
You're beautiful.
The way your words flow so beautifully.
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