Stained

Thu, 05/16/2013 - 21:22 -- rosey35

Empty hands
Empty phase
Lonely place.
Shuddering loose.

Ends ravel back, twisting trunks
Forty stains,
Grape seeds.
Whispered gold, precious wrought.
Luscious lied.

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