Love in Bloom

April 30, 2012
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Eyes closed,
like budding tulips,
and smell just as good.
Opening lazily,
like timeless stars,
which twinkle,
then die.
She finds my arms,
Her porcelain skin,
like silk sheets,
draped over my arms.
Words are sand,
between our toes.
I pluck a kiss.
Then plant it,
on her cheek.
Should love take root,
let it grow.

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