Velvet Roses

by Sammie   Mar 17, 2025


One cornered, velvet rose
emitting simple perfumes
to a hand that picked it

These thorns could sting
your hand bled, you say
but you crushed a rose

Each rose creates herself
you pick her and believe
her beauty’s your creation

At each cycle's end, I see
for every rose you picked
one you will crush, again

But she will perfume
nonetheless

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