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Andy Caulfield

Daisy's Rose

The thickest of snow
The joy in her face
Her blushed cheeks glow
What a beautiful sight
The color is red
It's Daisy's rose.

The greatest of visions
The smile of her face
Her lipstick shines
What a beautiful sight
The color is red
It's Daisy's rose.

The deepest of sounds
The movements in her chest
Her heart is beating
What a beautiful sight
the color is red
It's Daisy's rose.

The softest of touches
The texture of her skin
Her touch is pure
What a beautiful feeling
The color is love
Its Daisy's heart.

Submitted: Friday, May 23, 2014
Edited: Monday, May 26, 2014

Topic of this poem: love

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