Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Wedding Smells

Crystalline smells of Autumn flair brightly
in the nose;
Scenting their way to the wooden heart.
Would that heart become enflamed with joy?
Or guiltily sorrow and rot at the termiticity
of indulgence,
Sinning its way to the calloused depths of woe.

Breathe deeply.

-the bard

2 Comments:

Blogger shine.is.dead said...

I feel a sharp arrow piercing my heart.

11:23 AM  
Blogger Erin said...

yeah, me too.

(that means it's good!)

1:35 PM  

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