Of Love and Red Roses
The rustling words reverberate
when lovers touch the night,
the briefest glances secernate
the stain of heart's delight.
In passion's embrace you found me
among our velvet dreams
where none have power to see
our love now brightly gleams.
My words want to tell you my heart,
of love and red roses,
my precious feelings so impart
as our love discloses.
In a honeysuckle embrace
how sweet the scent above
where fluent kisses trace
the words whispered in love.
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