Love Poem: A True Rose
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Written by: João Camilo

A True Rose

And the rain suddenly befell
and suddenly ceased to rain.
Under the iris, someone drew
a flower I will call rose again
 
sprouting amid the cement,
smooth as a passing cloud,
I believe on her sweet scent,
she waves shyly and proud.
 
I catch her with my fingers
She has me with her thorns.
Love grows and pain lingers,
Undaunted by future storms.
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A rose, true rose never fades,
Dyed with Aurora’s shades.