Poison Heart Darts Poem by poet broken heart

Poison Heart Darts



quill dart dipped in poison,
heather scented feather,
no reason other than treason,
lips pursed, blown through hot air,
target marked,
dead - on,
a kill,
love is dead.

Monday, December 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lips
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