Rose Scent Danger Perfumes The Air

behold bloom of blood red roses sing
bud was tight intensity feeling growing
bloom was red petals wonder spreading

roses sweet full bloom entice mystic heaven scent smelling
fresh youthful complexion jasmine tears silk sheen waxing
sharp thorns do pierce blood prick conscience world relaxing
snow dusts rose bushes stripped bare in judgements pending

poem by Terence George CraddockReport problemRelated quotes
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