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A Folded Crease Repose

His role, sadly, that of “The Little Prince”** tending to a long forgotten rose preserving the truth of memories lies her beauty in a folded crease repose His love a trembling finger’s gentle touch of longing etched within the silent eyes alone within the dusty grip of past touches the curling edge of timeless sighs turns pages of a life slow edging black nurtures each fading petal in retreat collects every shallow dusty breath enfolds them in a moment’s mourning sheet He carries her – his long forgotten rose love’s beauty in a folded crease repose (**The Little Prince” – Antoine de Saint-Exupery) ©7/27/2018 for the Not Just Any Old Rose Poetry Contest

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