Words That Bloomed Within Her Sighing Breast Poem by Wes Thompson

Words That Bloomed Within Her Sighing Breast



a Rosebush grown astray
abiding, thorny weed
undying Crimson beauty
of Red that lets you bleed

through bramble, playful grins
to reach my hand will cry
yet pain- outweighed by warmth
a sun in open sky

for Love my hand will suffer
if grasped: decided Fate
a Red of conscious need
that distance cannot belate

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