Today is a day of strawberry scream
because scream is a power-word.
the bud of the past returns through the cream
to streak on a world matured.
Today is the day of strawberry scream,
the shrieks of the wonderful cold,
the cool stirring that I long to redeem;
the soft crystals I have been told.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I'm glad to read something from you again. :]
A welcomed change from all the mess of abstract I've lost myself in writing lately, it's good to see someone can keep it simple...
It's been so long since I've written in simplicity.

