Daft Rose


You're a daft rose,
ridiculously na´ve
but so charmingly lost.

Out of place,
the concept fades away
like my last breath
on the wall of glass
between us.

You're a daft rose
and I'm the cunning knife;
if I cut you free from ignorance
I will watch you wither sooner.

You're a child
with laughter in your eyes
and ice-cream on your chin;

I'm so afraid I'll cease to love you
if I wipe away your flaws.




Poetry by True Words Embellished
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Written on 2005-09-24 at 14:20

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