Free verse № 103822
To My Drunken Rose
Oh
How is this love beneath me
Eleven days in the county jail
Oh
How does this love deceive me
Turquoise boats with yellow sails
She left me crying on the shore
Midnight's alcoholic whore
Maids a plenty wringing clothes
To cleanse thee of blood
From a drunken rose
Oh
How will this love berate me
Scything through my swollen breast
Oh
For what will love receive me
Beating hard within my chest
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