The Photograph
If I could capture my lifein a simple flat photograph,
amongst the crazy haze
of a black and white
mess of emotions,
would be the single red rose
that is you.
A spectacular beauty,
so three dimensional
in its deep velvet splendour,
that I could feel its caress
and breathe the fragrance
of its truth.
And should this rose be plucked
from my monochrome world,
I would dissolve into
white hollow space
and cease,
to exist.
Poetry by sarajaneUK
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Written on 2007-03-24 at 23:23
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