On the
bridge of sighs
We took an
image
With Winter
Jasmine
signed a
John Hancock
with Robert Browning
My heart
season sealed like a snowdrop
Blooming in late
winter
In an old
script,
You wrote
me:
Daphne is a
nymph
blossoming in
a garland flower
longing for a Spanish Scilla BlueBells
You wrote:
Dear is a Lily
word
an antique gentle brushing Spring breeze
touching my
soul
My soul
rings in with magic
Skating along delicate Magnolia trees
Timid like
a black tulip, at times,
an Anemone
Bulbs daring, at times
Wild in March
and Mad all summer
long
When June
comes
Crazed and violent
And I bide
a little Black Tulip
I hide
a little Black Tulip
I hide
With reddish
Crape Myrtle
Hide in Myrtle Red
Hide in Myrtle Red
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