Ode To A Crimson Lass Poem by Wangchat konyak
Ode To A Crimson Lass
She's a crimson rose, a velvet hue —
The spring, the tender gust,
The bluish sky and the poet
Cherish to witness her glow.
She's an admiration,
Hundreds eyes are drawn to her
For her petals heals wounded souls.
She's a mystic rose among the lilies;
In quest of her footprint
The poet's wanders in the wild.
She's a rare rose, the poet wish to pen.
Sunday, February 23, 2025
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