As Passionate As the Deep Red of the Damask Rose

Words have power
    and strength
    They have a gentleness
    As soft as a downy feather on a breeze
    As passionate as the deep red of the Damask Rose
    They also have the power
    To cut
    To wound
    And kill dead
    That was once so precious
    How harsh and oh so gentle
    Is the tongue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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