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| Alabaster Irish Moss roses flower in variegated granite fields. |
Hills snuggle Autumn under a patchwork quilt of crimson and amber leaves. |
| Pearl moon - jewel of the universal oyster resting on eternal blue |
Poems come, gifts of Grace profligate as red roses twining up a white trellis. |
| Your messages grow flowers in my heart Spring comes suddenly to my mailbox. |
Droplets cling to windowpane - rain washes away doubt leaving only desire. |
| White page - infinitesimal red spider scurries punctuating my stanza. |
Reality, an icicle melting in the winter sun drips on my face. |
| Encapsulated in ice, storm candles cast golden rimmed halos at my feet. |
I folded him in, egg white soul delicately life whipped, rising to stiff peaks. |
| Melting on my tongue, dark chocolate nights taste almost like you. |
Oven warm chocolate chip muffin sacraments do not need butter. |
| Ivy on alabaster- lush desire wraps tendrils round both our hearts. |
The moonlight streaming over her fingers, a bowl of milk, spilt. |
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