Monday, February 28, 2011

Jasmine


Fragrance consumed.
Memories lure.
And the earth revolves,
Backwards.

Summer blooms.
Jasmines,
Pressed on my bed,
Turn red and wet.

Splash of fire,
Eject,
Burn.
Ashes from the past,
Fly to me,
Like ravens.

Heart loaf,
On the table,
Juicy.
You dine.
Blinded.
Every night.
I bleed within.

And I wake up,
Fresh jasmines,
New Born,
With old nightmares.
The earth revolves,
Again. 

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