A Flower Is a Rose Is a Flower a Rose
There my dear
Gentle bender of my heart's light
We both saw one another true
I saw in you a regal blue
We both saw a fluent brew
You are a majestic rose
And no one knows
Disguised as a flower
I read every velvet petal
A secret book
A luminescent love story
Your floral mannerisms
Are comely and fluid
Your spirit is electrically warm
Tender is the life
Then at that time
Does death extends its harm?
And at the end of life it does
Not pretend
A flower is still a flower at
The end it's a rose still a
Flower a rose
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