[bloody kisses]: 558.Contest Entries.Drabbles - April '08 Spring

The girl hides under her umbrella, book in hand
She enjoys the poetry of opium addicted men.
Despising the taste of spring
But, to this she finds addiction in, sings
To the ravens as they flitter in slight heat
As they peek around for something to eat.
The butterflies in a flittering trance
Knowing that it has not any plans.
She waits for the feelings, such as love
As she hides from the skies above.
Her skin so light, glints from the rays
She hopes for someone to say…
She hears the words
In the wind
‘I love you’
And she can sing…