Black Rose

Alex PB


Notice of absence from Alex PB
Writin' more and more poems is my job,
I shall write when Shakespeare is back.

The colourful black petals,

Held by the white stem, 

Sepals rooted in happy mourning,

Thorn into my skin and bite, 

My shaking hand stays still, 

I squeeze and blood pours,

Let the ground taste,

Could you kiss the black rose, Giulia?

Could you kiss my burning cheek? 

Could you promise me tomorrow, 

But remember today?

The rose doesn't need a body, 

It needs a soul, 

I do not need your body, 

I do need your soul close to mine.

  • Author: APB (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2025 19:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: For you, Giulia
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 21
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  • arqios

    Good to see you back around the site 🙏🏻🕊

    • Alex PB

      Thank you 🙂

      • arqios

        Your welcome 🙏🏻🕊

      • sorenbarrett

        A poem of proposal and love. Nicely stated

        • Alex PB

          Thank you🙂

        • Poetic Licence

          A statement of love and dedication, nicely expressed

        • Tony36

          Love it

          • Alex PB

            Thank you 🙂

            • Tony36

              You're welcome



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