THE ROSE Nancy, upon her return from lunch, A surprise she did have on her desk, A single rose, wrapped in gold foil, A red, red rose, if ever there was one, Beautifully complete, as a rose can be, Full of body, long of stem, leaves shinny, What a wondrous thing of nature it was, Just sitting upon... Sign in to see full entry.
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This blog is meant to complement my general poetry blog "FARSAILOR'S VOYAGE" and will focuss on romance and the mildly erotic.... If you have time, please take a look at my other blogs: FARSAILOR'S VOYAGE * FARSAILOR'S WEATHER GAGE * FARSAILOR'S WRITING MISADVENTURES * MURDER BY DEATH, AND OTHER GOOD STUFF
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