unfolding of softness…

I caress the folds of a rose

velvet alive against my fingertips

my words could never describe

so delicately

fragrantly

of such beauty unfolding

 

and what of my lips

as they brush against the petals

does the  color transfer

are you witness to softness

tempted to stain

lingering breathless

waiting to remain

 

 

 

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