white rose
your petals like a white stain?
i carried you back from the
other shore
and in darkness
taut as the center
of a gamba string
you unfurled,
petals white
against sweet black leaves.
what do you do,
white rose? against
what
do you
center?
petals like
a bridal dress,
a new moon,
stained white
like bone.
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