A solitary rose
swings in windy desolation
in a landscape cracked and greyed.
A tree stands dying
in a sandy desert
wishing for reviving rain
and i lie alone
on cold flagged stone
praying for a loving embrace...
swings in windy desolation
in a landscape cracked and greyed.
A tree stands dying
in a sandy desert
wishing for reviving rain
and i lie alone
on cold flagged stone
praying for a loving embrace...
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