Soul Mates Divine

Leaning in, I INHALE an aroma so sweet Entwining VINES reaching ten feet Deceiving-this beauty can appear Bright HUED flower has sharp thorns everywhere Carefully, I GRASP the long stem Cut at an angle, then attach it to my hem I HOLD my breath as I flap my wings I GASP when I almost drop the rings Using the wind to help me SOAR I GLIDE with the current to her door One long- stemmed rose I CLASP within my CLUTCH With her heart, my soul she did touch I ask her hand, assuring my intentions pure Side- by- side we will journey through a future unsure Heart- to- heart; two angels align Perfect harmony; soul mates divine 07-01-21 Writing prompt-GRASP Place 3 Sponsored by: Constance La France