Where is thy Rose?
By VampireMandy
Where is thy rose?
I do not see it in my hand
but I see blood pouring from my vision
for thy thorns have pricked me
Where is thy rose?
I do not see it in my hand
but there is a scent that lingers
so sweetly
for thy perfumer I smell so strongly
Where
is thy rose?
I see it now in my garden
with bloody thorns
and a perfume so sweet
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Copyright 2012 VampireMandy
Published on Saturday, July 7, 2012.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"