Look upon a golden rose bud Ecstatic upon the incessant rain Aswoon with tipsy breeze Its beauteous face softly opes On the morning window. Tender buds kindred by rain Expand, unfolding in their curves Charms unknown and unheard. The overpowering breath of rain Bursting upon the startled senses Its lustrous eye stealing a glance Lisping on the blushful petals That droop in a sweet confusion. A fragrance fills the room Cascading down some deep splendour Watering the silent growth of some dormant joy. A balmy windowsill is Dripping with a distant virginal longing Of the fadeless rhythms of love That stopped in your eye.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Jul 2014 06:05:38 +0000
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