Valentine

The rose I give you is not red.
This rose is not passion
it is not pretty
it is not red.

This rose is dark, black
unexpected, unusual
a thing of beauty
a thing to be reckoned with.

This rose is forever.
It is indelible
like a mark on your hand
a brand on your skin
worn for all to see
to wonder to its meaning.
It is not one day of wilting sentiment
this is thousands of your own.

This stem is long
everywhere the bloom has been
a history carved out
a timeline, past and future.
This stem is strong
no wind can move it
no hand can break it
no one can tear it asunder.
This stem is not thorn'd
it will not leave you wounded
won't make you cry
but it can still leave its mark on you.

The gift I give you is simple
though complicated to understand.
The gift I give you is unadorn'd
to not subdue its meaning.

Real love is forever.

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