roses (day 129)

if you lay roses at my feet,
i shall trod them
in all their painful beauty
for love, too, has thorns
that may pierce my skin…
as i walk, i bleed…
but the delicate petals,
softly crushing under my toes
are the kiss and caress
that comforts, reminding,
of the reason to proceed


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