Jul 04, 2005 22:48
i am posting the random haiku-ness
kiss kiss honey bunch
you don't know what happens next
save the best for last
sleeping indian
blooming flowers in her hair
blood splashed on her dress
love is like a bird
sweet, delicate and pretty
it runs into glass
spying from the dark
sleeping people all around
who will he kill first?
small boned black girl, smile
dont hide your face in your hands
beauty becomes you. (where the hell that came from, i dont know)
bouncing on your back
going faster than i thought
i don't wanna fall!
ok, i'm bored with the haiku's now, i may add more later
kisses,
Rosie