Rose

My thoughts

of you

light ether

like incense smoke

curling in air.

You can sense

my scent,

of tender geranium;

the flowering

of my majestic

love potion.

I am

velveteen

filigree

encircling

your mind.

Crave me

with your

sweet tooth.

Ravish me

like rose

ice cream.

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