fiction love

as a thousand petals unfolds...i heard the grasping wind sprang close
calloused....rendering of....poison emitted....strangled inside a bureau
when wagons are opened with warmth and decisions came loud...
the wind hurriedly....took a bite on the ear that made mild whispers...
transfering thoughts to another and welcomed the sleeping morning to a cup
of coffee....delivered to patronize devoured feelings....made to blush...
flattering smile.....lastdays were.....pillows now spoke of comfort.... writing
on a white screen...melted honey was sweet...through the breeze given...
on wires...linked words....that had been kept silent....murdered white roses...
turning them red as blood...is it morning? and we'll tell the world how much....
it was worth....telling.....