Three Red Roses

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    Three Red Roses

    Three red roses...

    for an untold love,
    whose nectar and pulp the butterfly sips
    to sustain its flight, until night time comes,
    when they offer rest, on their velvety palms;

    three red roses, on whose delicate lips
    my tears have settled while I picked them this morn,
    like lace of pearls strung for your satin skin,
    tokens of such unconfessed love, forlorn;

    three red roses, petal...after petal,
    sear and wither, dry up to their cores,
    of whose sharp thorns have left so much pain
    on my papery palm, my blood restores
    the red of their petals, and so withal,
    the fleeting scent of my unexpressed love.

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    Luwonda commented on Three Red Roses

    01-20-2011

    Beautiful! The message of love is told. The rose is a symbolic expression of love.

    FreeBird02 commented on Three Red Roses

    01-11-2011

    At last it seems ones longing love has graciously appeared, radiating from the one who holds it so dear. Though like in longing days gone bye, in vain does your tears puddle, till they are empty and dry. Great beauty in your expression of love crossing pain.

    Miguel7Rogali

    01/12/2011

    there is poetry in your reply, thank you freebird

    LenaM commented on Three Red Roses

    01-10-2011

    bittersweet and excellent example of how love can be both joyous and painful saved to my favs so I can savor this again and again

    FranzJ commented on Three Red Roses

    01-09-2011

    love - it can bring such joy ----or pain---excelent write

    Miguel7Rogali

    01/10/2011

    love is bittersweet, thanks franz

    ginga commented on Three Red Roses

    01-09-2011

    miguel, In your poem the rose seems almost human with all it resembles and how petals personify a love desired. ginga

    Miguel7Rogali

    01/10/2011

    if only I could have done more with that feeling things would be different now thanks ginga

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