Rosey Dayz

It’s not just the glow radiating off of every curve in your smile.
Nor how thick,
Voluptuous your body is when you’re walking down an isle.
You fill me with a certain kind of curiosity I haven’t really felt in a while.
Like watering a seed within soil dry from each denial.
Those times where I stop myself from keeping a connection alive and well,
All because of each memory of how I lost myself,
In the arms of another who thought I was not able to be helped,
On my way down to a Hell I kind of created…
By not embracing who I Am from the start as a man growing from this pain and,
Learning how to love me for once the same way I hold a Rose on a beautiful day just,
Appreciating everything about it…

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