unaware yet cautious
protection visible
in a masked thorn
smile on the side
why so quiet in repose
love embodied
profound yet in
complete solitude
few moments in time
when no words
formed sweet sounds
love’s intense symphony
resounded
and in two souls
silently merged
as emotions touched
and distance
vanished
the rose plucked
surrendered to
the hand that controlled
gave colorful scent
that its Destiny meant
6 comments:
Very well expressed. I especially like 'the rose plucked surrendered to the hand that controlled...' Makes me ponder!
Thank you Dear Mary
This is very romantic, Anjum. What a beautiful blue rose...unusual.
roses and romance go together....thank you Sherry
The first verse serves as a warning, but events move along quite nicely. Sighting a happy end
Much love...
Beautiful lines.
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