Rose

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A rose has
teeth that bite
the hands
that extend out
for lover to come.
Pedals drape a mask
over the reality of a
dark hotel room,
believing in passion
for the moments
of a sudden orgasm.
A stiff symbol
of how love will
always fashion itself-
raising beauty
to wilted, lifeless
dagger of thorn
finale.

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