Apologies

oh poet, my dear poet,
my sometime friend,
my forever lover.
why are your roses,
once raging with beauty,
now raging, and
raging still,
in silent mockery?
oh sage, my sweet soothsayer,
my sometime friend,
my forever lover.
a thousand apologies will bleed
for the flame of forgiveness
to scorch this cold heart.
we both yearn, yes, I know
for those same roses that raged
in stormy caressess. a fury matched only
by your dying kisses.
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