Le Rouge blossom

Le Rouge blossom

A Poem by Wayfaring stranger

Solitude of cruel perfection
Fragments of personal collection
In your empty photo albums



Silhouete of your child
Impressions of wonders
In tearing eyes of hunger



In empire of endless dreams
Your life became art of sex
Childhood is over in forgivness



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Your portait in words of poets
Aimless conversations
Idealistic preservations ----------



Red flowers of menstruating vagina
Your body is changing
Roses are bleeding for your emperor



Gentle make up of snow geisha
Iron magnolia of steel orleander
In lavender fields of moaning

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© 2019 Wayfaring stranger


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Added on September 19, 2019
Last Updated on October 31, 2019