White Rose Poem by Walid Boureghda

White Rose



Beholding the magical beauty of a white rose.
Methinking how touching scent it has for the nose.
Wishing it could be the hand of a charming groom.
Lying down on my right cheek, soft as a rainbow loom.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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