Roses

Grown from love,

Kissed by the sun,

Soaked in a heavenly fragrance to intoxicate the senses,

Touch me gently, hold me tight , you crush me, my petals fall.

My thorns my defense, admire me, I am a gift to you. Copyright Tess

Love grows all things, giving love to all forms of life, makes the world bloom. Love brings beauty, happiness, a warmth like a fire burning in the heart of winter. Hugs wrapped tightly around your body, someone cares, you are special and valued. A kiss whether on the cheek or lips, a spark to know the embodiment of what it is to be human.

You said you loved me, you kissed my heart with red blooms.

Enslaved by a passion for a time, then as the roses wilted,

the petals dropped, as my tears bled from within.

Blooms come and go, as your love was only for a time,

Do I curse you, or graciously accept the gift that was given for a time.

Nothing is forever, live in the moment, to be loved is the greatest emotion .

Copyright Tess.

Pure , untainted like a snowflake that has fallen from the sky,

Almost clear like a river unpolluted, until the touch causing bruising,

brown patches, like the river contaminated by man.Copyright Tess.