Kara Stonehouse

Small Jade

Little hopes

burst like bubbles when I reach

to make them real.

A delightful shining thing when first conceived.

A Perfect sphere

My desires reflected in soapsud tension

Perfectly clear

-Pop!- awwh!

-Pppa- awwh!

Romeo and Juliet

That which to me is ‘bidden

Your love

Is my only wound and only dressing

That which, from you I bottle:

My Love

The only poison worth possessing.

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