Sunday, July 18, 2010


Love's Withered Rose by Linda M Rhodes

Embellished fragrance undeniable,
Lingers beyond it’s life.
Memories of perfection fade,
As sand slips through fingertips.
Gentle touch as petals delicate,
Lips caress crimson passion.
Bodies awaken blooming lustful.
Lovers lay upon bed of roses,
Dreaming a lifetime as one.
Aged thorns prick, and hearts bleed.
Hands still hold, lips still kiss.
All love falters as the rose,
First excited as bud blooms,
Silk petals inspired with beauty.
Over time the rose does wilt.
Yet her fragrance lingers,
Whispering tales of love remembered.

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