Poetry. Prose. Fiction. Reflections

But if he withers allow his scent to remain . . . Memorable.

Because he is seasoned with passion, an autumn harvest manifested in faith.

Planted firmly and boldly each stem symbolic to create balance.

He bares a personality of his 27 colorful petals.

Vibrant, a blaze of red. Exposing love and romance to a rosebud that will grow of grace.

Pure, a coat of white he exudes spirituality.

Nurturing, a blushing dash of pink to shine with his gratitude.

His enthusiasm brings joy, such yellow could not shine so warm in a child so angelic.. A sunflower.

Loyal, a protector of friendship. His stems holding this rose together.

Seduction at its best form gets no better than he ..

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– BKD

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