Thinks & Inks

Lone Rose

He was exquisitely beautiful

Bright and full of life

Like a blossoming rose

But tucked behind his petals

Were sharp thorns

That pierced her skin

The moment she touched him,

She had reached blindly,

Trying to him and

Capture his beauty

(Or so she thought)

So she could proudly display him,

But his thorns kept her at bay.

So he always stayed

Never moving,

Never growing.

Lovers came and went

But none could withstand his thorns

And so the beautiful rose

Withstood the hands of time

All alone.

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