No.565 |
7th July 2004 |
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A single petal from a rose
Means more to me than all the prose Written by man since life began A rose described in lines of verse Helps me the whole of life rehearse The gentle cadence of a rhyme Converts prosaic to sublime But temper this with just one kiss Then prose and rose I would not miss Suspended now in space and time For that one moment - you are mine |
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