I love this poem by JJ and used it as my inspiration:
A nude lady rose,
plucked as if her life is due heavens course.
To be laid upon a barren corpse.
Dying with the gift to still be alive.
Kissing the dead as she displays her color of red,
a fiery contrast upon a marbled breast.
Her Radiance among the pale of skin,
gives her a peace be if one in just, within.
Her only place,
to give color to the dead of any race.
Herself dying,
the irony of living freshly cut.
Linking to:
Inspire Me Monday
1 comment:
I'm in love!!! ♥
So wonderful work of you
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