redPoetry jade October 1, 2013by Heather Anne a drumbeat pulsing rushing to climb the jade vine hands stained with colour Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red
You can feel the thudding pulse.