The Red Carnation Poem by Mark Heathcote
The Red Carnation
Cradle me like a red carnation,
That has room for forty petals.
And if it should rain for forty days
And forty nights, let it be with joyous tears
Residual, collected in the middle.
Let it intoxicate all your other senses
And be held in your hand ever so gentle;
Clutched deep and placed in your heart but
Never dear love, overly too sentimental.
Monday, May 4, 2020
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