Magenta Rose and tulips fine
Blossoms bright in the suns morning shine
Now homeward bound over sand and sea
To the dewy petals forever haunting me
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Magenta Rose and two lips fine
If your bed awaits please give me a sign
Darkness blankets all other blank faces
Till numbing gales scatter their traces
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Magenta Rose with two lips fine
Iβve longed to make those two lips mine
Magenta Rose may I help your garden thrive
Where two lips pressed will make our blooms alive
~*~
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What a blossoming poem you have there! Nice rhyming, as always π
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Thank you Nicole, I’m glad you enjoyed it π
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