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I Remember Roses~

Writer: Chaimae BeltarchiChaimae Beltarchi

I re-read the poems I wrote about you

and “us”


A while ago, back when I still believed

in “us” and that

our plant could still grow;

Ahh..

Alas! The soil grew infertile.

And I wish I still could write them lines

echoing from my bones and my soul

trying to revive us

and the butterflies which flew

but my heart feels at the heart of the desert

a field where the roses don’t grow

–not even with their thorns; their seeds would simply thaw,

where butterflies have no place to call home

where love turned its back on me

and the lost cause I’ve tried to make a norm


~eamipoe



 
 
 

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