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Mystic Rose Rose's Contest: A Rose In The Garden Of Love
Resubmitted 1Mar 2025
Softly, We Drift
We drift softly together- -
hands glazing a window filled with stars
where row of flora bends its twirling hips
and curtains lift the fabric of breath,
until we become twinsouls in August's hours
that bless the garden of devotion...
and in the stillness of dusk
when all blossoms turn to virtues
deepening the fragrance of the sky,
we will find each other in a cradle
of one rose in the glade--
as a breeze disrobes our pores
stirring the ember of fireflies blazed,
that even moonglow crowns our love
amidst the glimmer of jovial kisses
undefined by any name, while we,
in a bright pastel of August's rose,
together... drift softly.
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