Looking for a rose
that sweet form of prose
that enervates the flesh
& stupifies the soul
A myriad of stolen
pleasures & dreams
given unto thee
diamonds & gold
Just You & I
& the stillness of sky
losing each other
in each other's eyes
Skipping the stars
bright stones on a lake
Flowers in your hair
sipping on the mandrake
We can be numb
Softly succumb
to the music of angels
tambourines & drums
Traveling like restless
arpeggios of Love
Aptly aplomb
Like lovers in Love.
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