POETRY

Blood Flames

Broken promises

Lisa Tomey
Nov 3 · 1 min read
Photo by Anna Popović on Unsplash

Sipping the second glass
After gulping the first
Her eyes etched in flames
Gazing at the hearth
Once their portrait
Perched, committed
Until the hatred
Turned live to dead
Crashing, glass hit the fire
The shards glit
What was desire
Was awash in scarlet

Lisa Tomey

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Artist, Writer, Nature Enthusiast, Foodie, who is growing older gracefully, or not.

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