There is a heart.
The flames around it grow higher
and hotter with each word heard.
The girl says to the boy,
"Give me back that one."
As he says, "No pun
intended; there is no point,"
his hands blister
and burn. He turns
to her and she takes it
(she is unscathed) to the rosebed
where it belongs.
No comments:
Post a Comment