Genre: People, Love, Relationship, Society
Rose
by Lucienne Ooijman
We rose on the shores white and almighty.
Like a wall I fall upon you and besiege
you with answers.
My mouth dry and crackled like
a rock on fire.
Hold my tongue, forge my silence.
I dwell upon your tale of
shores way past.
I listen, mouth the words
you speak.
Like a prayer in the ocean
I rise above the wave, see?
My petals wet, my thorns
untouched.
To the shore, so gentle!
You see the reflection in me,
when I go down under
I still wear that stupid red dress
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