The Color of RosesShe’s tired, So tired Of waiting for him, Of waiting for love. If she could only know love, Know it like every rose,The Color of Roses
Every rose in her garden. She walks among them And thinks…
Is love pink? Is it the girlish innocence of first blush, The emotional high of what is really Infatuation?
Is love yellow? Is it bright as the midday sun, Filling lovers with false hope And warmth?
Is love orange? Is it the wild abandon, The emotional rollercoaster that so many want to mistake For lust?
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The DawnI see silver tipped wings Of silhouetted swans In gilded lakesThe Dawn
Of silent memoriam…
The dawn is in reverence Of a new day. The fragile light, The tranquil touch, Of flame tipped fingers Against a golden shaft; Blinding Through the old wood. The spiritual prison Is in the pressing shadow That hides the true self. The dawn Forgives and lets heavy minds Forget The mistakes
And the regrets And the turmoil Of nightmares… In moonless nights And stifling sheets.
I see a crescent moon
The Angel's PromiseAn angel stood before a grave atop a hill. The gray headstone reflected her like a mirror, for it was a monumental stone angel, hands together and head bent in prayer. But the live angel did not pray; she only stared. Her large wings were folded and laid against her back. They were not snowy white wings, but faded and gray, with a matted look to them, as if they hadn’t flown for a while, or as if they had flown too much.The Angel's Promise
The angel looked down at the name on the gravestone. Her eyes were blue and morose. She held a single red rose in her two slender white hands, holding it softly and carefully as to not prick herself with th
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i really like it. Why for you disable de comments? You knosw i am an instoppable force! Mwahahahahahahaaa! (for i camments here
Also...be it YOU? because... your hair... so pretty....but so...short!...
me likes, though. whomever it be.
Awesome pic, dearest.
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