Rosy
satin silky
softy natural frosts
with colored hues of sweet fragrance
dew my petal mind in caressing touch
like motherly breast feed pleasure
in dawns of ozone froths
and I become
Rosy
Author notes
Manoj Sanyal
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Comments
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Perfect in form and syllable count. The image of a rose is beautiful and this poem does it justice.
Love,
Amera♥

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pretty


