Feb 2019
You aren't a rose
Roses decay after a week
But you-
You are something that
Takes death and
Crushes it in your hand
How you do that is magic-
Magic that only you wield
You do not flounder
But rather
You transfix me
I see nothing but you
Aphrodite.
Roses decay after a week
But you-
You are something that
Takes death and
Crushes it in your hand
How you do that is magic-
Magic that only you wield
You do not flounder
But rather
You transfix me
I see nothing but you
Aphrodite.
A/N: In the spirit of valentines~ also it was from a prompt to write what you saw on twitter which was a rose.
