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sorry, love, it is
my way to hand you the rose
then kiss your pained palm
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About the Creator
Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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By Dana Crandell5 days ago in Writers
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I love the way you use your words to express your love.!!!💕❤️❤️
Spectacular!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕
Interesting, passionate, edgy... I loved it 💙Anneliese
Holy shit, that's good poetry. This translation could be interpreted in so many ways. - Is their love like a rose with thorns? Will you be satisfied with the good and the bad? - Is this person admitting they're toxic, and pain will follow? -Is the rose a symbol of their heart, and past heartbreak made it thorny? This was so much in so few words
Did it draw blood? Beautiful, intimate, sensual, engaging every imagination from awkward innocence to vampiric.
beautiful
Wow! This one lingers.
Wow! Wonderful haiku, Sonia!
Love your Haiku! Awesome!
Stunning work, Sonia! I tip my invisible hat to you!
A perfect encapsulation 😁