Wishing all my wonderful readers a very very Happy Rose Day!
The petals, unfurl
one by one, cleavages revealing
yet hiding, innate thoughts
while you look hard into them,
my eyes, won't be tout ensemble.
Red luminous alleys,
bulbous in their act
of telling secrets, like stains
on a frosty wine glass
my lips are sealed by the breeze.
It is better that you are not around
better to not have your shadow by my side,
than to see you into her arms,
and fall deep into her lust,
Happy bleeding thorns my friend,
It is Rose Day today.