So what's the deal
Oh bird of prey
Can I not
Reveal my soul to you?
How will you steal it?
In the night
Stealthy and sleek
Like a beautiful thief?
Or will you come softly by morning
Drowning my fragrant heart
In a cold hard freeze...
The delicate petals
Of an exquisite blossom,
Cracking
Like the ice in a stiff drink,
Silently falling to the Earth.
By Andrea Hanson Kelley
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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