Morning Glories Poem by Harlequin Rose

Morning Glories



She awakens...
lovely as always
and slowly she opens up for me
like a flower
unfurling in the sunrise
and I touch my lips to her petals
my love,
you are exceptional.

Thursday, August 20, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,lips
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