Late May

As early fall keeps unfolding

Lovers gather here

Around the circle holding

Each hand in hand, tell

Of beauty of another

Romance, joy of being a lover.

The eyes communicate

As a lip drops 

The other retaliate.


It's the season of Love


No fall can best provide a room

For love to be in full display 

Than when roses ?? bloom 

In late May.
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