white rose bud grows in open eye
in the other rests a lullaby; sets
my heart on pale blue fire, beats with wings
such dark desire that since came to wolf on
mildewed petals, the creamy odour off
of blindly settled thoughts
in thorns
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parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...
