Thorns maketh the kiss
And caress of petals soft
Exquisitely lush
.
An accidental poem on roses.
Originally published 18 April 2018
Thorns
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the kintsukuroi life 
Beautiful!
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blood will flow
and feelings grow
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This is just too cute.
Our Wulf is a rose with a thorn.
How are you doing, dear? It’s been a while…
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It’s been interesting these last few weeks between being attacked for being too flexible (as dancers are) at physical therapy and having to fight to not be hidden behind a curtain, to some random person cutting my hair close to my scalp because they didn’t like it, and with *drumroll* talking to a publisher who is open to new proposals and authors from certain areas (military spouse and teacher)! So so much to share. I’m writing all afternoon!!
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Sounds challenging. At least you’re not bored.
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Haha! Never am I ever bored!
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How are you? I miss our middle of my night chats!
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Me too. Why don’t we try these days? We have a lot of catching up to do.
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Yes we do!
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