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Petals like raindrops fall from his fingertips...
Soft, silent, indulging me in the dance.
Covering my body, while revealing my soul...
Cloaked in red, we love...Beads of dew dropping down cool upon our skin.
I now his flower in full bloom...
Fragrance fills our senses as we revel in our garden.
Lost in each other...Insatiable in this longing...
Sleeps comes most satisfying reliving in dreams his tender touch.
Silky as the rose petals which speak to me of undying love...
Yet rosebuds, soft as thorns can prick...I gather them up holding them to my face.
Enticing me, arousing my desire once more... but where is my love to rain them down upon me?
Has he gone, my petals now my thorns?
This night in roses my awakening?
My tears flow as the petals that fall from the rose...Not knowing my fate this night...
Alas, he comes again, roses in hand...Eternity in his heart...We blanket the moon and live in roses forever.
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