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Tag: distance

Fire-rose

Fire-rose

When seen
through fog or snow,
fire’s a rose.
It opens soft,
its red spills over.
Where’s the fire?
Nearness shows
the burn in rose.

© Mar ’10 Heather Quinn, all rights reserved

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Posted on 10 March 20104 November 2014Categories .. Sirf tere liye .., '10, a wider ripple, originals, poemsTags distance, fire, love, roses
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