shards
By Qwendragoness
I lay on shards of broken glass
Remembering when they were pedals of a rose
The room aglow with the soft flicker of candlelight
So warm and forgiving this room it was then
Now a harsh blackened den
Memories lurk like the bitter cold of winter
The confusion of emotion washes over me
As I begin to realize the what I feel
I shift again in my bed of shards
And relish in my new erotic pain
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Copyright 2003 Qwendragoness
Published on Sunday, October 12, 2003.
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On Tuesday, October 14, 2003, Silver Spectre
(95) wrote:
Yes ..."remembering when they were petals of a rose" great mental visual~Silver~
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On Sunday, October 12, 2003, Drea
(1388) wrote:
"I lay on shards of broken glass Remembering when they were pedals of a rose" i love those lines. beautiful ~Drea~
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A former member wrote:
beautiful.....i know what your saying in this peom..keep it up =)---brain