Dewdrops
As the early morning sun rises
in private I am yours
I can see your purple iris
cast a marrow of essenced bliss
my way, and as my senses roar
you stir me to the core
She's a dainty eyelet adage
my Queen of irisis
Centered in my antique carriage
a pearl of wisdom for marriage
she is, flowing like the Tigris
I flourish with each kiss
Each dewdrop in the sun sparkles
telling me I am loved
brighter than fine golden bangles
this jewel of vibrant jangles
was scented from heaven above
I never, feel unloved.
June 16, 2022
Sponsor Angel L Villanueva
Contest Name Dewdrops
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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