From thoughts

A Rose

Concealed, I feel

carefully reexamining each one

as boredom sits quietly

wishing life

might bring a change

away from this body

that has beneath skin

become cold

but I am a Rose,

still blooming, waiting to tell

about dreams rearranged

to warm this spring day.

 

 

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Author: Rose

Poetry by Rose

Smell & Tell

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