Saturday 8 November 2008

Back again.......(55)

Barren dust




Centuries waiting.

Until .....



warm whisper of water,



merest moment of moisture.



She is revived!

Burning



thirst, searing a course through each new born cell,
screaming demands too critical to resist.

Wrapping





herself around her saviour, she drinks deeply, consuming


his youthful innocence,

his vivacity,


his blood



Then ...............





She smiles .




Monday 3 November 2008