Moonlit walks, starlit thoughts.
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For BloodRose – A Bloom in the Shadows
In the quiet of the midnight hour,
Where the stars weave dreams in silver power,
There blooms a rose, bold and bright,
A crimson glow in the heart of night.
Not just petals, soft and deep,
But thorns that guard the truths she keeps,
A warrior’s grace, a poet’s soul,
A heart that burns, yet stays whole.
Through storms she walks, head held high,
A whisper of fire in her sigh,
A legend carved in words untold,
A spirit fierce, yet kind and bold.
BloodRose, a name that stays,
Etched in echoes, lost in haze,
A well-known force, a guiding light,
A bloom unyielding—dark yet bright.
— For you, a poem, like petals unfurled. Keep shining in your own beautiful world.
Desire can be a wild beast and untamed; yet, it reveals the beauty of our most authentic selves.
Of all flowers: you
The canvas of intimacy is painted with strokes of passion and trust.
Desire dances like a flame, flickering in the shadows of the hearts.
The magic in his eyes.
Dirty, dark, beautiful magic.
I can be long or short; I can be grown or bought; I can be painted or left bare; I can be round or square. What am I?
Colours may fade, but moments stay.
You look at me and babe, I wanna catch on fire
Beauty without virtue is like a rose without scent
All you have is your Fire.
Blossom, with grace
Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows
“I scratch and bite.” She warned
When is a monster, not a monster?
The mind replays what the heart can’t delete
It is the same rain that you loved that drowned you.
Amorously…
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