Violets In Spring
VIOLETS IN SPRING
Violets in funereal sleep,
bonnie beneath Winter’s crust.
Breathless debutantes,
preparatory young virgins,
putting on pretty purple petals.
Virtuous violets gracefully glide
through the rich soil,
burgeoning intoxication,
the world’s first tantalizing taste
of their demure debutante smiles.
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
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