Anna hasn't returned yet

by Arunansu   Jun 1, 2008


An afternoon brushed over roses,
falling asleep in a nighttime hue
crimson mixed with magenta.

The sky-colored ceramic
vase with pyramidal
beads lined on it.

Street lights shine on petite
tetrahedrons. A city-bred
air plays with fragrance.

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