In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
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shadow of a smile
a selfie in plum shadows
mysterious girl
dusky deep fragrance
living on the edge of June
thrills under the moon
nebulous image
a perfect moment captured
......
I was a zealous fashion designer, whose elegant styles were ever in vogue,
Like the rainbow time of cool, damp evening, that elegant colors go rogue.
Lost in my work, I took it seriously, for creating something lovely is an art,
And worldly people respond the best, to what comes purely from the heart.
Like the sight of spicy rose, so arresting, because it bears the loving touch,
And is one of the huge, little things in life, which we find we need so much!
I was happy and socially sought after, like surfers seek swift, green waves,
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whirling in daisies
multicolored blooms in hair
summertime affair
Caressing petals
Light steps frolic in beauty
as breezes chase blooms.
Raspberry days so fruity
Clouds stand still for yellow sheen.
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HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired,
How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd;
How silent that tongue which the echoes oft tired,
How dull is that ear which to flatt'ry so listen'd!
If sorrow and anguish their exit await,
From friendship and dearest affection remov'd;
How doubly severer, Maria, thy fate,
Thou diedst unwept, as thou livedst unlov'd.
Loves, Graces, and Virtues, I call not on you;
So shy, grave, and distant, ye shed not a tear:
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…to say “I love you”
Is more than just three words –
Words so often thrown carelessly by the people of this age.
It is the language of my heart, love,
So, when I say "I love you,"
Know that I speak from the depths of my existence,
From a place where truth resides, untouched by pretence.
…to say “I love you”
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In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
......
whirling in daisies
multicolored blooms in hair
summertime affair
Caressing petals
Light steps frolic in beauty
as breezes chase blooms.
Raspberry days so fruity
Clouds stand still for yellow sheen.
......
shadow of a smile
a selfie in plum shadows
mysterious girl
dusky deep fragrance
living on the edge of June
thrills under the moon
nebulous image
a perfect moment captured
......
I was an ardent, competent astronomer, ever peering in midnight blue dark,
Like mysterious destiny, ever awaiting, meeting time in some emerald park.
Labor kept me up long of a purple night, like yellow, fiery stars come lately;
And I loved the thrill of discovery, as premier dawn rays, emerging vaguely.
Nameless friends kept me busy golden days, so lusty life was well balanced,
Like ivy, wrapping green arms around a tree, or rose displaying spicy talents.
On heady days of lively celebration, cherished family turned up at the door,
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