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