Cold blood

by midmid   Jul 17, 2006


Cold blood runs through veins in fire
Red flowers bend in desire
For your essence to respire
Tears stream down and fill the ground

Your pure scent with the air merges
And from the ground it emerges
And it each flower then urges
To chant in angelic sound

Songs that echo o’er long distance
Setting each listening being in trance
And confessing they no difference
Between you and angels found

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  • 18 years ago

    by Kara !

    "Songs that echo oâ??er long distance"

    Needs sorting out, but that isn't your fault, obviously.

    I love the rhyming scheme you've used. And these lines:

    "Your pure scent with the air merges
    And from the ground it emerges"

    They're wonderful. A great piece. Well done. x

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