976th Poem – “The Blood of a Thousand Roses” – Romance – 7/20/2020
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She lost her gaze, Lost her place Among time's worn end To her life in the tallest grass That can ever reach her fingers above, Her corpse below.I bleed a sickness related to hers, As I set the bouquet down to my feet.Her eyes were mine in their capturing,While her lips were mine to kiss.I dream of an ocean without waves, Of the Earth without storms. I see the wilderness parted, Never the red of a thousand thorns.A thousand roses, A hundred petals, To the infinite Of a love that drinks deep its inner solace.I am the man who stands Above a grave, Watches the moon pass over My head, as I stay.Her stare gave me meaning To the eclipse, She said to the sun That it would not ever blacken.She said the words of praise To a light that could not…
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