Poetry

Rose Whispers

Darting in the sky swaying sensually.

Satin red-lip rose smiles
seeing shiny soft cotton clouds.
Whispery sky scents dawning
echoing, touch me! If you can?

Echoing, touch me, if you can!
Whispery sky scent smells
soft shiny swirly-swaying satin.
Red-lip rose teases, echoing!

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Jason Edmunds

Cook, coach, science teacher and poet. Top writer status in Cooking, Food, and Reading. I enjoy socialising, experimenting in the kitchen, writing, and walking.