Love of a Rose


A rose is a delicate being. It foils at the touch of one finger. It has a radiant screening. It makes one want to linger. Is love like a rose? Should it be touched or messed upon? Love is on the tip of one's nose. You feel it but it's not seen yon. But love is untouchable and fragile. It shows no shame and is passionate. Love is of grace and is agile. Blooming into ones arms is compassionate. Love of a rose is beautiful and dreaming. A rose is dazzling and gleaming.  


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