A Note of Love
On the moist lips of a fragrant rose,
I found her in a precarious state;
Shivers ran through her lithe frame
An icy chill and the hesitant drops
Of rain drenched her muslin robe.
She was fragile, I thought she’d freeze!
The dreadful thought was stunning to me.
My hand reached out to her loving heart.
She rose like fragrance n’ flew to my palm:
A fairy, an angel, a presence beyond words.
High above a rainbow of loving thoughts
She filled my heart and mind with light.
If only I could paint her beauty in words
I’ll find the image is all yours, my love!
Wherever I am, I’ve eyes only for you.!
And with grace and in joy, the pages filled
With these poems of hope I wrote for you.
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