DAMASK ROSE

By M Morgan

your thighs are absurdly
Nervous
insinuating my Rest

Your lap is Insidiously
Serene
my late-night

margin of my poetry

but what really glows
on your track

When You arise

Is

some scent of damask rose
Disloyal

the end of all my poetry

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Published on Saturday, March 30, 2013. Filed under: "Graphic Art"

Comments on "DAMASK ROSE"

On Saturday, March 30, 2013, FadedBlues (2096) wrote:

...'disloyal' leads me to believe that the fragrance may be the scent of another woman. unfaithful love is a bane to tender poetry, but feeds the songs of heartbreak...
On Sunday, March 31, 2013, M Morgan (198) wrote:

Ah! Poet, you are great. Yes, is a Poet writing for your woman beloved . Divert your poetry and your heart. Thanks. In poetry you can be anyone and see the both sides at once.
A former member wrote: This can't be the end of your poetry because that would be sad.. This is great thanks for sharing!
On Saturday, March 30, 2013, M Morgan (198) wrote:

Thanks Poet! I hope!