Curve sweet my rose for I shall unfurl beauty
like no other..
Your scent musks freely in breeze captured only for I
to taste.
It flows upon mountain ridge
cascade into rivers of my mind
as Oceans touch
we are embedded by the twine.
Lesser not this life
for journey came
as destiny faced ageless
we encounter brief
the harmony voiced
expressed in ink...
for you
I share a moment.



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