<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511277" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Rose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a Rose, my love; full of thorns<br>and I am wounded hour by hour<br>from spikes that are his armour.<br> <br>He is beautiful, with fine red petals. <br>They adorn his greenery. So lush; <br>this graceful and proud flower.<br> <br>But why so prickly, hot, then cold, <br>when all I yearn is tenderness, <br>and all I seek is warm embrace.<br> <br>Like a Rose he stings; day by day<br>and when I cling to him, I bleed<br>as he watches true love, fade away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511277" data-title="A Rose de Ruth Walters" data-description="Like a Rose, my love; full of thorns and I am wounded hour by hour from spikes that are his armour. He is beautiful, with fine red petals. They adorn his greenery. So lush; this graceful and proud flower. But why so prickly, hot, then cold, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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