Blood and Bone (Love Poem)
Our love is like
A flower in sand,
But water is not
Enough, nor wine,
To make it bloom.
We need the pain,
Of blood and bone for
Metamorphosis, from
Sand to soil, where
Love grows strong,
In passion through
The pain of living.
poem by Ian Beckett
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