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Saturday, June 03, 2006

Blissful




















Blissful

Sweet songs of roses and
The silence of blossoms,
Petals which loosely
Slip out of my hands.
Their fragrance so delightful
Gently floating on a breeze,
Flower-garlands are by nature
Awesome woven just to please.
Scenting limes and blooming roses
Present us thoughts of sweet romance,
Precious moments of early Summer -
Reflected dreams of holding hands.