A rose a symbol of apologies
and a million reasons why I should take u back, please!
For I looked amongst the field and their you are
letting the wind pilot your sway
A rose delightful to the nose
U've been takin' from the earths
and carried away
so anxious to touch ya beauty
before i knew it ya thorns said slow down
As i nurture my wound
Still strategizing how to capture what i've found
I work my way around your razor-sharp thorns
and release you
I lift up ya roots which have made you
what you've become, As i cradle you in my arms
Promising to provide your sun
I will moisten you with waters
and fertilize ya soul
Surround you with glass invisioning
your inner beauty that neva turns old
For I found my rose
Apoligizing i didn't find you
the first time i searched
who would've known this rose could erase my hurt
So as u sit in your glass cradled amongst your leaves
I sit down to dine, light a candle, and consider accepting that apology...
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