a burgundy zine

The Gardener

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By: burgundy bug

Red mini roses

Source: Red Mini Roses | Penelope Peru Photography

To love was to be reborn,
To be loved was to be baptized,
To bloom with all my thorns,
Even as I wilted before the gardener’s eyes,

He kneeled and tended,
Tenderly, I healed,
My shades of burgundy unsuspected,
All my hues unveiled,

And how he loved his rose,
Caressing all her thorns,

To love was to bloom,
To find myself a new,
To be loved was to be nourished,
And beneath his finger tips I flourished.

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