By B.K.
Date: 2005 Apr 03
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Wild Violets

My mind races
While my hand can't keep pace
With the words I want to say
Putting words in order
Giving passion rhyme and border
Mixing metaphors of love in every way
Another spring
Another reason
This heart blooms every season
And My Darlin at this moment
The wild violets of my desire
Are vividly on display