Consider The Rose

Poem By Richard Ritacco

Love can be a pointless thorn
Piercing innermost sanctity
Love can also mean cherishing those
moments without you
Wanting yet more to hold you
As Venus envelopes the fly
And momentarily the present vanishes
As sea breezes follow their path
And sand pebbles remain but for a short time
Waiting helplessly for the inevitable tide.

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