#daniellepuleopoetry

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If you asked for a red rose, I would not be afraid. For you, I would stain it with my own heart’s-blood, My breast against a thorn. I would sing to you under the moonlight: Sing the birth of love, the birth of passion. I would sing until the red rose heard me and trembled with ecstasy. When the sun did shine I would give no answer. For Love is better than Life, And what is the heart of mine compared to the heart of yours.

"The Nightingale and the Rose" by Danielle Puleo, inspired by Oscar Wilde

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Together is forever Until one day we decide it is not Until one day we decide it is lost And gone with the wind Along with our shared time Over like a hourglass, Never to be turned Never to be reborn. I will remember I will remember Our mornings Our noons Our nights

Danielle Puleo

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Those who truly perceive knowledge do not have all the answers, but rather all the questions.

Danielle Puleo