Lilyann Monahan

Rookie (2-10-68 / Miami)

A Rose With Few Thorns - Poem by Lilyann Monahan

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When I give myself to thee, the bounds of love one cannot see,
shelter of my soul so fierce, my precious heart I ask not pierce.
Innocent petals protect the core, and with thy nectar, does it lure.
A need so deep, one feels its burn, and can't deny its sinful yearn.
Completeness in a sheer delight, darkest dark to lightest light.
Where two are one and one are two, a curse and blessing be held in you.
The pain it brings screams aloud, and remains in comfort behind its shroud.
Thy ways of old becoming new, aglow your face with terror true.
The heart does bleed when love is blind, and those that suffer are of a kind.
A seething fire that scorns the past, yet never tires to make it last.
Within the break of day anew, its compelling agony holds tight to you.
And soon enough you will see it never deserts the rare like thee.
Oh sweetest rose, with thorns so few, let thy heavens above heal you.


Comments about A Rose With Few Thorns by Lilyann Monahan

  • Rookie Lee Schneider (10/30/2013 1:12:00 PM)

    It is all true up to the last word. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,198 Points Tiku . (10/26/2013 11:09:00 AM)

    a heart that cherishes true love.very nice.liked it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013


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