Lonely is the Rose
A crimson shrine A lyric devine Soft royal lilting So furtively kind Her satin lips Soft velvet tips So richly define Seeping her wine With tinted lyrics Blandishments vine Within your mind The lonely she knows For all she glows Myrrh cedared May June clovered hay The Lavender sage Maroon flowing gaze Invitingly stays Kiss the lips Of a lonely rose Forever to find She's a branch Of holy devine Forever thineI hope you all dig roses, because there's just something about their unassuming beauty that turns me on! Pen onward oh Bardsters! Written March 15th, 2002 © on Mar 15 2002 05:48 AM PST 0 • 8
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