Holding a fiery rose
your hands may burn, my love,
or the thorns may split your palms.
Yet you insist,
"The divine tell me what to hold
and what to let go."
Though I don't believe
a single word of that,
though I scoff and laugh
at "the divine",
I still admire your faith,
and I still wish something
told me what to hold
and what to let go.
Top Notch Job and A1 Work! The imagery you convey within the piece, takes hold of the reader and leads them on a journey of self discovery. I love the flow and unique cadence of your work.
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