Anita Markallay Harding

Thorn-Less Rose

your crimson petals lie
in the eep calyx of your life
fallow in the fertile soil of the earth
thorn-less rose beautiful and sacred
I never thought you'd need me
As much as I need you
And now I'm told that I need to be strong- strong for you
Yet I don't think I am able to

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