The Rose- Velvet petals soft as a kiss dew embraced with alluring scent intoxicate tempted fingers covet thorns ignored pain endured bloodshed worthy to possess such beauty © 2018 Penny Wilson
17 thoughts on “Bloodshed Worthy”
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If you want the rose, you must also accept the thorns beneath it.
Beauty is not the absense of pain but the understanding of it.
Amazing poem, Ms Wilson.
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Thank you!! Thank you for the follow as well! I’ve had a look at your blog and look forward to reading more of your work. I’m glad we connected! ❤
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Awesome! I am very excited to read more of your work
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Wow! That’s beautiful…both image and poem.
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Thank you so much!! ❤
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Lovely words and meaning
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you, Chuck. You are so sweet to reblog this for me. ❤
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Like anything in life, a little pain is worth a wonderful end reward 🙂
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Yes ma’am! Thanks, Jess! 🙂
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Thank you for the reblog! 🙂
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A really lovely description of a rose, my favourite flower.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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Nice.
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Aww, THANK YOU David! ❤
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