Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poet Prose Poetry

MY ROSE OF ROSES

Who is in this void with me?
 Temporarily delightfully you know
Could it be Forever and always a rose?
Aah a rose? Ooh my rose of roses.
Mysteries mystically they be extreme
I think it be a rose do you suppose?
I know it's trusting touch and 
Such the plush of a rose? Yes I know
It flows the nurishing stream it
Chose the rose. 
This next I rose from my seat to
My feet now I knew it all solved 
Down to the rose yes yet the noise
Of the silent void became a violent 
Quiet violet rose the beauty of this
Rose was mind numbing the allure
Of its violet petals those were special
Especially fresh you glean nothing
Accept the rose this breed be the
Best of dreams yet trust this is
No dream it is the advant of the
Rose bluntly extreme the void
Alludes to the noise Of rejoice of
This rose? My rose of roses

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