Saturday, January 31, 2015

Damask Rose

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A rose by any other name. . .

My damask rose,

fragile pearl beyond price.

The sadness in your eyes,

that cuts my heart.

A new day is coming,

across this vast, intimate distance.

Hold on to all that you are.

I will catch you when you fall.

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