Tenderness of An Iris
She smiles with the tenderness of an iris
A wonderful blush of mauve and lavender
There’s not anyone I’d rather see than this
One who holds my heart and is my real lover
Her appearance is just like a full flower
She holds my stare and has some extreme power
To hear her sigh is like music to my ears
I will always hold her close for all our years
Russell Sivey
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