Rose red
too close, they said
loved you closterphobic
I held your pedals until they bled
Rose red
fragile, from you fled
trying to stop suffocation
but there was no air to breathe
Rose red
delicate spread of
flaunting your innocence
you grew the thorns from the buds bed
Rose red
endless instead
veins pumping red velvet
softer than you hide from inside
Rose red
pedals will drop
if you keep up this game
pretending you are a flower
when you are a heart, beating in pain
dont prick the unconscious
until your conscience unveils
rose red
speaking said
the stem of the red ground
birthplace of infatuation
creating rose red
fools led
will not prick your spine
unless you let it grow the roots
of rose red
a lovers deny
@ Camile McGregor
Great Work! I’ve actually wrote something similar a few year back. If I find it I’ll post it!! Thanks for the great read.
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can’t wait to see it!
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I love this! Did you take the picture too? Thanks for sharing!
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I wish!
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