MASIDO

AS ROSES DO

June 8, 2015

Once a rose blooms
Into velvety smooth perfection
Unfurls in all its glory
Like a child’s pretty tutu
I close my eyes
Freeze that beauty
In a place untouched by time

And then I leave

Before that rose shrivels
Like a dying butterfly’s wings
And dies away
Like I know it must

Made of Sand
Not Dura, but Alaminadura
Patterns

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