Thursday, December 18, 2008

misleading thoughts

flamboyant rose
bright and attractive
delicate and sweet
do anything to touch it
feel the satin sheet sides
purfumed budd
taste the velvet
lick the petals
kiss it softly
pick the rose
so vibrant in color
craddle it in your gentle arms
hide it from the wind's violent curses
hold it close, just out of the the cold's chilling grip
shelid it from the spitting honesty the rain pours in its ears
the rose is your's to love and keep safe

suddenly you see vermilion fluid drip from your hand
all along, you aren't the one in control
it is not as it seems
the rose is the one who claims you

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