Rose Storm
see its brother poem hear https://www.sofurry.com/view/610648
Thorns that envelope the night.
Slashes everything in sight.
Sent as sweat as honey.
That entices the beast's tummy.
Pedals tainted blood red.
That dances with no sign of dread.
Now be unleashed from your bonds,
and fall to the grounds.
Lifted in the silver breeze.
Rise even higher than the ancient trees.
Just as the moon decrees.
For those ever sworn.
To this sacred rose storm,
shall know the hearts true form.