No rose without its thorns,
No life without death...
No love without fear?

No thorn without a rose,
Don’t remove the thorns
From your rose,
Let it be,
So true and cruel,
So beautiful and pure,
Take it as it is!

Kiss the petals of a white rose,
Your lips never felt such smoothness before,
They’ll love the sensation!

Smell the rose before you put it to sleep,
You’ll fall asleep with that perfume in your mind,
Sweet dreams!

Put your whole hand on the rose’s thorns,
Squeeze it until the thorns are in your flesh,
Doesn’t it feel wonderful?

Kiss the petals of your fears,
Smell the heart of your fears,
Squeeze them,
Aren’t they wonderful?
Don’t they make you feel alive?

Take it as it is,
So beautiful and pure,
So true and cruel,
Let it be,
From your rose,
Don’t remove the thorns,
No thorn without a rose!

No love without fear?
No life without death...
No rose without its thorns!

©Elya Thorn. Do not republish without permission!
Part of 'Dark Whisperings and Invocations'

Elya Thorn

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