''O, How Heavenly''
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With deep rich currant I will paint my lips,
or perhaps with purple raspberry gloss;
upon my lush scented lips his kiss drips,
and we will lay on the grass soft like moss.
O, how heavenly is cherry blossom,
or a dripping bouquet of verbena;
I just love it - because it is awesome,
and will dance- float like a ballerina.
In my small garden is airy sweet pea,
a mingle of scents sublime- romantic;
have you ever just sat under a tree,
and just dream, dreams - of a love gigantic.
With deep rich currant I will paint my lips;
or perhaps with purple raspberry gloss.
July 2, 2019
Poetry/Sonnet/"O, How Heavenly"
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