Ode to RosesA Poem by Kait'Valentine's Day is a curious place'Velvet petals shaken from their stems, Curled up and waiting helplessly on chilled cement, their veins absorb the thumping beat of tramping feet as they absent mindlessly scurry by. ‘Valentine’s Day is a curious place.’
Radiant waste stirred up in a flurry from the broken panes that came crashing, now crunching, under hurried feet scattered around the black tourmaline floor in my mind. The gritty, metallic swarm shreds my vulnerable heart; Oh, what love will do to a Romantic. © 2013 Kait |
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Added on April 3, 2013 Last Updated on June 6, 2013 AuthorKaitNew York, NYAboutManhattanite attending FIT with hopes of a bright, lucrative future as a fashion editor. (2013) Life is about accepting the events that shape your character, and ascending over the obstacles. I'd .. more..Writing
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