Jan. 5, 2012
My Rose Poem
This is a poem about a rose.
I know.
What old woman is writing this?
Truth be told,
I got a little old lady in my head,
lecturing me always on what's important,
And because I love her
I'm giving her the day.
Plus,
I hear Shakespeare thought it was sexy,
and who doesn't want that feeling?
I love the rose,
Lush,
Deep,
The feel of thorns
Pulling at my hands,
Remind me while I hold it
that it holds me back.
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