Bed of Roses

by Christopher Bowen - Aquarius

A wordless feeling, light gleams with its unsealing, Surrounding warmth revealing, I find myself in a meadow of Roses, a puny butterfly aloft, as i walk my skin grazes the Roses so silken and soft, I hope this is merely the start, I see you in my sight, We'll never break and fall apart. I don't want to fade how can i deny my heart?
Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 2001-10-20 17:30:25
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:13
Poem ID: 65530

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