Loves dances it's way in my heart, smelling
Of roses, the sweetest strong old bushrose,
Which, inhaling, takes away breath, and tells
A musk-tale of hot summer nights, imposing
Indelible scents in my mind. - - - - Apart
We may be, and distanced more by the sea
But wafting aroma of love, barters
It's strongly perfumed rosyness to me
In exchange for my soul. Take it sweetheart,
I don't need to tell you it's yours, others
Have offered me make-believe love, but part
Company - - - when I never discover
The fragrance of roses among their words.
Should that emit from the core, love can occur.
Beautiful romantic write Fay...your words simply flow through to the end conclusion....wonderful....Fi 10++++
magnificent piece, again.. you never cease to amaze.
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Flowers expressed in a true love, form the perfume of bliss...how lovely is this poem...10++