The red rose whispers of passion,
A slow murmur of vivacity and verve,
The urge for love attains satiation,
The contented sigh shan’t unnerve!
And the white rose breathes love,
The wheeze of life meant to persist,
Adoration abounds, seeks to prove,
Over loathe and revulsion, can desist.
Adoration abounds, seeks to prove - love that line :)
ReplyDeleteNice piece - it speaks of the variables of passion and love in a haunting way.
ReplyDeleteDreamy and profound.
ReplyDeleteyou say a lot in a few words. They stir my thoughts, my passions, They awake me.
ReplyDeleteyou described this so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteNjyd reading this :)
ReplyDeleteI had to read this one too before I left. It is so pure and filled with different aspects of love. Good job.
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