Poem -
And more
between flowers i put my head upon her lap
while she inhale the scent of roses of many colours
and many others
the unforgetable times
now looked upon a lover past
why did it all not continued...a thought
she answered it was time...the best will always be as it should.
now she covers her face awaiting an undressing to her lips
as soft she remembered his
As she sits awaiting ...time
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Beautiful!