I Kissed the Petals of a Rose

I reached out for a rose and
Plucked it off the small plant while
Stroking the soft velvet petals.

One kiss for each petal and
The cool wetness tickling the lips when
The petals felt like the lips of a lady.

The softness echoed through the senses after
The juicy wetness brought replenishment to
The famished lonely soul.

Alas! Unknown to the lips in that heavenly embrace;
All the petals, one after the other has
Dropped down because of the
Sweet rough kisses until
The sharp thorns only
Remained.

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