rose, how i love your pedals
your scent calls me by name
but your thorns tell me you’re dangerous
maybe it’s best i stay away
every time i hold you
i lose a little more blood
yet i don’t let go;
is a bandage enough?
again i reach out to you,
again i pay the price
i dont want to choose
between loving and life
whether i love you for your rose
or hate the thorns which impale
i'm left choosing dying for you
or living to tell the tale
09/15/2023
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