Rose 61. On Beauty

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Nove Otto of Roses

By Fox-Trot-9

Rose 61. On Beauty

Your beauty is a rose of bloom
Upon this barren place of doom,
   A welcome sight to rest the eyes;
And where you tread upon these grounds,
The flowers bloom and life abounds,
   For you're a goddess in disguise;
And when you turn to look my way
And smile at me, you've made my day
   And eased my waning slow demise.

(To be continued...)

A/N: Ah yes, more sappy love-dovey poems to make you stomach fill with that warm fuzzy feeling... Hehehehehe... ( ^_^ )

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