Petal Whispers
Every petal says "I love you"
in vibrant sunset orange
Some whisper "I adore you"
as each is plucked and torn
A hundred loving sonnets
Each petal pens amour
Dew drops drip with sentiment
Fragrant with ardor
The heart of every blossom
bursts with love divine
Poetic beats of passion
Each color a new rhyme
Blessed be such youthful zeal
Sweet bouquets a must,
Roses are the fleur du jour
while others gather dust.
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