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By ~Harem~ Date: 2001 May 03 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.03.10.45.19063]] |
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I've received roses before. But this time they were different. They were alive this time. They smiled at me Talked to me Sang to me Whispered softly in my ear Twelve small unborn children Who blossomed from my womb Giggling voices in imitation of me Humming a melody that I created Each individually different Approaching the vase as I awoke They leaned toward me Breathing my warm moist morning scent Smiling their crimson blush at me Releasing their sweet rose fragrance To please, tease, and tickle my nose The twelve varied, curved, and dimpled faces Yawning and stretching In different stages of awareness Releasing their perfumed breath Innocent buds hiding amongst mature siblings Each beautiful in their own way. Each capturing my heart With the words they whisper to me From the father who begot them He told them to share his secrets with me They breathe his voice into my ear Sentiments he taught them to say Feelings only roses can express...... .. |