09 February 2009

stain

stain

you never think of
the fruit of a rose
the flower is too dark
and wonderful and you
forget its only a prelude.

rose hips stain the snow
now,like blood splatter and
you should be warned that
her kiss will leave toxins
soaking in your skin.



JANEisnotplain 2.09

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When you hold a rose too tightly getting pricked is inevitable.