Pages

19 December 2008

little paper hearts

my love comes out in little paper hearts
strung along on red thread
it hangs above their heads
it sways with their every wind
when they need it
it goes with a simple pluck
sometimes the garland begins to dwindle
and what is then left for me?

2 comments:

rebekka said...

did you write that? I love it!

pomegranates said...

yes i did, thank you!