Yesterday a Rose
She will tease you with her scent
Exquisiteness seduces before your eyes
The intoxicating essence remains present
*
Harmony as her petals fall away
her soul laid bare
Potent yet vulnerable
Dancing around an impassioned affair
*
A circle of Intimacy
Spiralling, then wilting
A rare beauty faded
Heady nakedness
Disclosed
Then
Blooming and re-opening
Remember
Even when exposed
That
“If you enjoy the fragrance of a rose, you must accept the thorns which it bears.” – Isaac Hayes
The Reluctant Poet 