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The poison seems drawn from my wounds

My scars aren’t visible

And it’s all because you could stand strong

You made me hold on

My rose

 

You’re what’s in my heart and mind all of the time

Not a second flies where I’m not thinking of you

Sometimes so much it hurts

But I like this pain

My rose

You are my rose

 

You are my pain

My pleasure

My love

 

You’re like the forest

Beautiful in any way I see you

But dark from time to another

 

I’m going to miss you patiently my love

I’m left cradled in your imaginary arms

 

You picked me up so bent and torn

And you burned your way into my core

I love you so

My rose

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you the amazing poem.
"You are my pain
My pleasure
My love"
Nice flow of thoughts leading the reader to a very good ending. A outstanding poem of love.
Coyote

[Dayran]

An expression of pain that is remarkable for the way it demonstrates the effect of the pain on the individual.

[The Refined Poet]

excellent write. the emotions and feelings come though nicely

[White_lily]

A very good poem indeed, you Can really feel the true feelings, great job :)

[Tattered Teddy]

AWESOME as always! I love the pleasure and pain that is represented in the rose.

[A Risen Heroine.]

Sweet poem, I like it.
Keep it coming.

~A Risen Heroine~

[afra]

aww so sweet ....well done