The rain cascading from heavens above,
The drops melting on the velvet of your brow
Oh how we reached for each other somehow,
Like a wild rose hugging its supporting bough.
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Misty petals adoring the bees on its heaving *******
Lost in their frenzy  in their lovers nests
Consuming nectar from serene pits
Its sweetness only known to beloved's lips.
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Finally lover holding the beloved so tight
Together as one, enshrined in pure light
Its ribbons protecting it from the sight
But only lovers enjoy its  sweet delight.
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Who am I to describe this tale
Of the realms that live yonder in the Vale
Those few who unfurl their sail
Attire the cloaks of mute Abigail.
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(By: Khan, BA;(C)  Nov 14th, 2017)