by Michael Tusa
love is
trial by fire
as water
trickles
the
grape vine
it turns to diamonds in the blue wind
and bites
the petals of winter
it is the hand of God
that casts
such heavy shadows
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Your words burst into visuals that excite and chill the heart!
Lovely poem. Soft and harsh words.
Gorgeous images. *
I love, "diamonds in the blue wind..."
It's the images.*
Nicely done.