ROSE

Beautiful red rose your petals barely opened. Your scent overpowers me, I am giddy with desire. Softly I stretch out my fingers gently caressing your petals. A thing so lovely and delicate so easily destroyed. Oh to possess you rose, to pick and make you mine. Once picked your splendour fades you are a thing no longer desired, onto the compost heap you go your sweetness forgotten forever.

8 thoughts on “ROSE

    1. drewdog2060drewdog2060 Post author

      Many thanks for your comment and following my blog. Yes that is true with a rose, you do recollect the scent. I guess that I was using the rose as a metaphor for a lover who, after having gratified his desire forgets his former love. You have inspired me to reblog this. Thanks again. Kevin

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