Aberjhani Poetry MessagesAberjhaniUnless you are here: this garden refuses to exist. Pink dragonflies fall from the air and become scorpions scratching blood out of rocks. The rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time. -from poem Blood and Blossoms Aberjhani BestQuotes4Ever.com Unless you are here: this garden refuses to exist. |