In My Garden

Photo by –FlyTrapMan–



I thought about you today
when the ground was cold
and the snow kept falling.
I remember kissing you
and thinking how could lips
that feel so good, tell lies so well?
I thought of you in my garden –
deep in the hole I buried you.
I don’t think your lips feel so good anymore.


Photograph by FlyTrapMan (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❀