Dusk

A short piece about lust.

break the ice

shake the dust

off this rose

beginning to rust.

seize it up 

and  hold it tight 

for our time 

is running short.

i see this love

is but a flame 

smoldering on the surface

and seething beneath, 

the final grains of sand 

are destined to fall

as will we.

do not hesitate 

to pick these petals 

do not guess,

believe;

break the ice

shake the dust

take my rose

before dusk.

Author's Note

Ignore the typos.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A wonderful write...:)............

[zainul]

Wonderful write.
Inspires me to take the rose depicted so beautifully.

[prince]

Nice work.... It make sence. I loved reading

[costa siwale]

Fantastic! I enjoyed this piece.

[Kristina]

Beautiful poem!
Flows nicely.

[shinybluestars03]

Great poem.
A fantastic read from beginning to end.
Thanks for sharing and
keep on writing.

[Billy Sullivant]

I really liked this. In my opinion, the poem just seems to flow, you know? Awesome.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

That was amazing, I love your work.

[Rachel Creed]

Thank you a hundred times!

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your welcome.

[Allen Smuckler]

uhmmmmmummm...no typos to ignore
but a write that cannot be...
The use of metaphors is fantastic
your grasp of love...divine (call it lust if you dare)
I loved the flow...the rhythm...the message...the imagery
Great write Rachel
allen