The Red Rose
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I linger in fantasies and in dreams,
oh, this is heavenly to me-
In dreams visions come floating it seems,
and I imagine a beautiful rose,
and I am dressed in Victorian clothes
I touch the delicate sweetness,
and admire each petal's neatness.
I drink in the mystical red beauty!
Slowly, petals are opening,
and the life I led is fading,
then, I see myself in repose.
I exist now, only in night fantasy-
As the red rose.
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December 16, 2016
Poetry/Verse/The Red Rose
Copyright Protected, ID 16-858-639-0
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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