how do you protect
a heart that's opening
as it begins to take on
more and more wounds
freefalling from the
bluest sky through
after-rain lavender
into heavy smoke
and fire
newer hells below,
traffic at the intersection,
snarling teeth within
the briar and the thicket
the rose is prettiest
spread wide in full bloom
but closer to its death;
please don't leave me now
(image from verycoolphotos.tumblr.com)
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