Love of my heart has "a"rose*
Arose from within, a rose comes to light
Once it has found the center, such a beautiful sight
It has climbed so far from the roots to the stem
The more love was put into it, it felt it has no end
Passing through, it was pushing out its hurt from its thorns
To not be touched by ignorance, showing it to be forewarned
Now what a beauty, vibrancy and texture in such art
It is no wonder when one looks at it, it resembles one's heart
Dom*Colucci 2013
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