Rani Turton - Drop By Drop

The most beautiful rose has thorns perhaps as a reminder
That thorns prick and fingers bleed
Drop by drop, dripping
You were like that rose: the most beautiful one
Entranced I caressed it's petals
In a trance I conjured up dreams

Drop by dropp by drop
I can paint the flower I cannot paint the pain
That's how it is
The very delight the sight the smell
Have contributed to this pain

Dew dropp by drop
Rain dripping dripping
Roses have thorns
And thorns have roses
And, when you walk on by
My fingers bleed dropp by drop
My heart, unseen, softly weeps
Drop by drop.

Rani Turton

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