poetry

A Rose in Rome

Suffocating anxiety

Consumes my mind

Absent my piety

Peace cannot find

 

You save me

Providing relief

Comfort I seek

Not empty belief

 

A dream your face

My fire it calms

Time and place

Soothing my qualms

 

You fill me whole

Renewed the man

Reviving my soul

Heart in hand

 

Martyr not I

Lover in truth

Passion inside

Bursting for you

 

Do you trust me?

Am I perfect?

I cannot foresee

But I do reflect

 

I promise effort

I concede pride

Love not bitter

End not nigh

 

Beautiful you

Perfect inside

Heart is true

Grace in stride

 

Majestic you

I humbly kneel

Fresh and new

Also you feel

 

Crazy together

Each the other

Making life better

My perfect lover

 

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