Baby Love, walk with me
Hold my hand
Set me free
With a single red rose, under a tree
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Excitement, sensuality, passion, adoration: perfect ingredients for an ecstatic celebration of the pleasure of love. This might be a song, Sylv. Hat off to you, lady. And thanks for your comment on 'Decades Apart'. Warm regards, Gina.
What a beautiful poem, and my favorite flower/sylvia did you write this for Valentins Day. cheers Sylvie
*claps* a very good poem. the repetition of verse reminds me of a song though...