roses inundate me......keeping at bay their thorns.....thinking me beautifully complete they don prick.....just if i could , how wish to show the ugly......vulnerability underneath!
.......judging me ........hail and stong they don attack........am i lucky that they can't see the aching wounds..........verile and tender!
.......judging me ........hail and stong they don attack........am i lucky that they can't see the aching wounds..........verile and tender!
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You are a master at the art of using words...really!
i'm sure getting such words from you ....i probably have done something worthwhile!
THANKS!!!
Nice words written here...poetry or no, the expression sounds true. Nice work. Some times the best poem has no words.
wishes
GS