Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Love of the rose*



Love of the rose*

I am within a garden, I see of a rose
Carefree and light on my toes
I hear a note that brings on a song
Gentle sound, right were I belong
Yes of love it is indeed
My heart to open from this fragrant seed

Dom*Colucci 2012
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