Amore
she wanted the stars
an occasional rose
got dark corners in bars
gave her heart
freely
watched as it got ripped
apart.
Amore
a wish she carried around
like a purse
but it was filled up by losers
a curse.
One night when the moon
was hidden
she seen the light
headlights
froze in her tracks
never recovered
but cried out for
Amore.
Ignited 
It’s so lovely to watch the rose open, enchanting photography 🌷
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Back in 2012. Took many attempt to create. Glad you enjoy the beauty 🌻
Sleep comfy 😴
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I’m happy you shared it. It’s hypnotic 🌷
Thank you, you too 😴
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