'ask for a sign',
she told me,
as I made a silent sign
with my hands,
and this morning,
when I stepped out into
the sun-drenched balcony,
and saw the rose plant,
with her last leaf fallen,
and her thorns and buds
shaved off her wood,
I looked at my feet
shrouded by the light,
and suddenly knew what to do.
she told me,
as I made a silent sign
with my hands,
and this morning,
when I stepped out into
the sun-drenched balcony,
and saw the rose plant,
with her last leaf fallen,
and her thorns and buds
shaved off her wood,
I looked at my feet
shrouded by the light,
and suddenly knew what to do.
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