The rushing salmon going up the stream
Roses that blows in the roaring wind
Raspberries growing on the green leaves
Wine from fine forgiving grapes
The color of memory
The color that makes a sun set from out of this world
The box that lightens the world
OW
I got a cut the blood rushing down my arm
Fire Fire someone please oh please help
Paint that if it wasn't here there won't be
ME
ANGER
SADNESS
And sadness would be here
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"Wine from fine forgiving grapes"
ReplyDeleteThe imagery in this line sings. It makes me think of red grapes being crushed for wine, but the grapes forgive the person who crushes them.