I am a rosebud, perched on its stem
Anticipating the moment in time
You notice me and choose to bend over
And deeply breathe of my fragrance
Allowing my essence to fill your desire
To reach out and touch my leaves
Stroking them between your fingers
I quiver as I wait for your lips upon my petals
Your tongue to search for my dew
To probe deep to find my roots
To turn me ... into a rose
Copyright ©2007 Melinda A. Napoletano
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1 comment:
beautiful!
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