BLACKROSE

(02 October 2006)
* a poem I wrote as a blog entry for CW10 (J. Duque) <1st>

A rose
was once perched on a
lively bush without care
of the world for
the wind is always fresh
that it doesn't damage her
petals.
But then,
a storm came,
with the howling wind
and furious shower
that forever broken the
lovely rose stalk.
It died,
and became black.


RM STO. DOMINGO
blackrose_kaito
L kenshin 'o7