Romance
Cheeks are brushed with powdered roses
scented like natural freshed born of lilacs
And heart be racing and dearly love exposes.
I am one who flies to him with brokens wings
and aching throats that sings with flowers to bring.
Romance- Brighter and far more lovelier than the stars
and the round pearled moon that glares from afar!
And I am soaring high like a bird, Singing melody and notes
in aches through my throats for the love that makes me float.
Copyright © Brittany Martin | Year Posted 2007
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