Amie Sharp | The 2River View, 8.4 (Summer 2004) |
Anniversary Roses They'll fade discordantly, to an afterlife of charred red. by more than our passed days, we've stitched one to another. We know they'll have mornings then their frail necks will collapse they're triumphant in survival, unwittingly bending under our desire Later, we'll collect the broken to this day. Right now, we watch and above for sunlight, and renew |
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