Flowers
Thriving flowers of delicate layers
Opening their palms in prayers
Swaying in harmony with a tender symphony
dew kisses and Cuddles tattoooed for eternity
Petals moving as a fan, in consonnance with rain and sun
In silence everything could be said and done
Love is a cycle spun
Copyright © Literary Waves | Year Posted 2019
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