Past the Point of Rescue
Every rose has its thorns
An extra driven mark
Placed upon the petals
A single forgotten spark
The darkness that falls
Casting its brilliant shadows
The way you look at me
The love in my body that flows
There is only one comment
One threat that this may pose
Every rose has its thorns
Or do the thorns have the rose?
-poem © K.Hostetter
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