Tone of the Rose
By Lonna Blodgett
Sweet tupelo moments when that summer did swell
Ever so quietly reminiscent of the roses constant bloom
In the halo of joy’s affection strewn by winds that quell
The silence of imperfection between two hearts failing gloom
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We adored the touch of skin and smiles that delight
Shadowed in longing dreams of passions tone and fervent heat
Belied in parting words of earthly sorrow and saddened night
Our uncertain bridge lay broken as we crossed in our retreat
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Hope has no direction when the deed has spoken its flower’s doom
Our lies set free from truths rejection help our hearts to mend
But ever so quietly reminiscent of the roses constant bloom
My heart still lingers for those times of warmth for love to begin again