Soulful Blossom
Beauty burgeons
From the soul like a rose
Preparing to blossom
And give out
Its loving scent around
Without a thorn
Upon its stem
When you tear
Someone's heart apart
The soul is smeared
By the fear
Of what is to come
When it comes to blossom
There will be thorns
Upon its stem.
Free Verse © CarolineCecile - 04.06.12
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2012
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