Is to lay on the bed of roses,
Soft crimson petals spread all around,
The intense scent of roses,
swirling inside my nostrils.
Tilting my head, i bury my head
Between these petals,
On your silky skin.
You,
Laying with you
is to lay on the bed of roses,
So crimson, so intense..
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