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atop the grave like an offering
a single rose
wilting and sharp to the touch
I cry remembering the days when we were young and feral like the weeds
hearts growing to and from one another
children of the sun
from the ground we came
a single rose
and to it we return
my body
an offering to the dead
I know nothing with more life than our loves grave [comments] => 0 [counter] => 52 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Cathartic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Rose of Sharon


Rose of Sharon
Date: Monday, 4th September 2017 @ 01:05:14 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Cathartic
picture my body
atop the grave like an offering
a single rose
wilting and sharp to the touch
I cry remembering the days when we were young and feral like the weeds
hearts growing to and from one another
children of the sun
from the ground we came
a single rose
and to it we return
my body
an offering to the dead
I know nothing with more life than our loves grave

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