Sunday, October 22, 2006

Torn

She eats alphabet soup

words drenched

in warm broth

All I want

is talk to you.

Smearing Smarties

in the palm of her hand

she shows me

wet rainbow colours

I see fireworks

from the night before

On the door step

soaked sweet with rain.

1 comment:

Brownie said...

Very nice! And great to see you posting again!