Rose Poem by G. Newton V. Chance

Rose



And should I pluck your rose...
raise it to my nose,
ever so tenderly,
inhale the fragrance
of your essence...
and your beauty;
would I be pricked by thorn
or, perhaps, stung by bee?

Monday, June 13, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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