THE LAST ROSE

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It was a moment

caught in time.

A second filled with desperate joy.

Truth placed

with muffled silence

and agonizing despair.

 

His dark horse

sat waiting.

We both knew there

would be no return.

 

No escape backward

only forward.

Tears reflected

our lives paused forever.

 

I asked God

where is your heart?

There was no one

to hear, no one to answer.

 

He picked me my last rose

I took it from his hand.

Maimed in spirit and heart

forever.

 

copyright Es-tee Miller

 

“The rose lies pressed between the pages of an old book and every once in awhile I will open it and the floating fragrance takes me back to that exact moment… love has never failed but only the lovers have”…Es-tee

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About redcontroversy

I know I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, artist...my favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ ...my soul is definitely alive.
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