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November 25, 2005

A Rose Without Thorns

A Rose Without Thorns
Blaine Anderson

Eyes wide shut, I imagine love without spike
They speak of the impossibilities of finding perfection
I nearly conformed
Thinking the Rose is the only Delegate to Love
Love remains Conditional

I experienced the Sting from the Thorns
Touching the Tenderness of the Petals
The throbbing remained, despite Beauty
The Petals wilted with the change
Beauty remains from a distance

I stepped away from the Rose Garden only to find you
It’s perfection with no Thorns
Your ideal beauty is undiscovered, just like the Best is
You are the Delegate to Love
My Love is Unconditional

Posted by ande4192 at November 25, 2005 05:11 AM | Poetry

Comments

Beautiful :)

Posted by: Pete Gilligan at December 16, 2005 01:21 AM

As long as I have known you, I never knew you had a passion for poetry

Posted by: Bob Suszka at July 13, 2007 12:28 AM

As long as I have known you, I never knew you had a passion for poetry

Posted by: Bob Suszka at July 13, 2007 12:28 AM

Beautiful, indeed. I've been trying to read and learn more about poetry lately, and while I often find it to be a difficult thing for me, this is fortunately not one of those times. I enjoyed it very much. :)

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