The Rose of Love

With eyes that shimmer moonlight's dawn,
reflect desire with senses torn,
at love's caress from head to toe,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.

In gentle touch of moistened dew,
on lips of candied carmine hue,
entice my desire to meet her flow,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.

Her hunger driven lust I crave,
as fingers surf  her sultry wave,
open flower I softly blow,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.

In heartbeats of intimate bliss,
the soothing lips tenderly kiss,
embrace time only love can know,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.
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