Red, Rose.

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This English Rose that haunts my waking dreams
With thoughts of luscious lips and how they taste,
of kisses tenderly and gently placed
Upon Thy lips and then where else Thee deems,
As feminine as e’er or so it seems,
Therefore Milady Rose resist the haste,
To give free of Thy virtues oh so chaste,
For inside thee the Female Goddess gleams.
Rose of the West release Your smile so fair,
Let happiness shine from thy tawny eyes,
And let this Poet kiss thy freckled nose,
Release thy laughter high into the air,
And with it let thy inner spirit rise,
You’re Beautiful from Head down to Your Toes.

~O~

Petrarchan Sonnet: Martin G. King
Image sourced from Google Images

 

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