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"Rose" (by Joe DiMino)

Rose—will you tell me their secrets?
No! Please let them kiss
And not tell—
For hearts, so helpless
With spell,
Should be left
Breathless and panting,
Wanting for more,
Of blossom paths—
Velvet petals that soar…

Divine source
Of intimate hour,
You are most
The intimate flower,
For hearts already inclined
To explore
Secret places
By intimate touch defined—

Let them be
Dear Sun,
Turn out the light—
And sweet Moon
And Stars,
Hush with Night…