Sinful Rose- A poem in the style of Alfonsina Storni

Tue, 04/08/2014 - 00:11 -- 9958727


Sinful Rose, Sinful Rose, 

Let free your thorns that want to bite, 

I am that rose, Sinful Rose, 

leave me to bite.


Once, you were the object of affection, Sinful Rose, 

the flower of love, 

I say SInful because you manipulate, 

a facade of true expression. 


You strangle our voices, 

let them sting sharply, 

Peel back your petals, 

Expose my nature.

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