8-Word Stories #34

A scarlet pamphlet directed the seekers towards love.

Tea’s Tea Haiku #2

A cute Haiku poem written on a bottle of tea. *_*

Sunlight in my house.. Follows me and fills my rooms.. Like my own children.
Bruce Goldner

They met again in unknown restaurant, unknown street.

The floor creaked at 2AM, he left again.

Come to your senses, you foolish starry-eyed boy.

I’m your shadow, what am I without you.

Longing rage to possess that which isn’t yours.

The clock struck ten, time to hunt again.

Did you hear her pleading whispers at night?

A cold denial, filled with feelings of remorse.