Senryu
Divine red rose
Only so because we say
it’s a bloom of love?
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Isn’t it odd that
The inner core of bonfire
Is ice blue.
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It depresses me
But butter doesn’t look like
Buttercups anymore.
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Tulips and thistles
On nights without love’s murmur
Are deadly pale
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