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Poem: There but for the roses - littleanimeblog.com
The poet deadheads the roses in the warmth of the morning sun, bidden by the thirst of flowers and his own heart a threatened clutch of thorns. Between the scented petals and stonewall he stole a glimpse and saw her, dressed in negligee sheer on skin that sipped the moon glow and eyes of …