RED Rose petals-
Essence of acumen
Amidst all beauty, beautiful
Unlike the earthly beloved
You are creative not created-
Kernel like blood sipping
Is not your interest. Sweetened
By rapture, the world loses
Its appeal too soon
And you bite your lips
To loosen your hold, me like
To shed the borrowed state.
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