Echoes of paradise

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Thine slender vision

wends its way

as the rose blooms

in pastel shades of yellow

From bud

to the smile upon thine mouth

the rose opens its heart

in fragrant caresses of intoxication

Thine dance of life

butterflies in rhythms of storm

upon the rose’s delicateness

in silent apprehensions of soft kisses

From petal

to the song within thine grace

the rose opens its soft sighs

upon this thorn of mine soul

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and like a Sunday morning

she sings to me

full of distance

church bells

mountain springs

full of echoes of

… paradise

and there

her petals unfold