where rose blossoms beckon

lithe long stem climbs up
to sweet short petaled cup.
fresh opened dewdropped bloom
once tight wound bud now wafting perfume.

sunlit glow is crimson fire.
trembles o’er cool shadowed leafy attire.
soft beauty above hides sharp edges below.
where blossoms beckon thorns also grow.

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