Erected Growth
By: The Red Cat Jazz of Love
The newborn roots of your passion ,
to the springtime of your smile .
The first petal’s of baby teeth buds ,
to the erotic silk of your skin robbing the doves.
The colors of your tranquility,
are too beautiful for vision,
and as I saw you grow before me,
like new era upgrading television.
Your naked beauty reminds me,
of the blooming flower, unknown.
And as I was shown your soul
I cried in fall November .
Remembering the tender loving care
of when I first gave, birth to you in joy ,
My love once again witness, that I
have found truth again.
© Julia L. Clark Registration Number TXu-331-190, All rights reserved
Silver trophy winner
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