A sinister smile

put a whole plan

in motion

with the ghost

of my fate

crossing paths

with a request

from God’s lips

to cherish an entwined

friendship spilling as water

nurturing red roses

with the shield of passion

fingers pruning thorns

placed on a casket

of regret.

By Andy Cooper

From: United States

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