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 Romance Poetry posted April 10, 2021


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The language of flowers

by Sergeant Floyd

Sunny defines a day.
Merry defines a word
often served in a drinking place.
Canterbury equates a town
with bishops and bells.

What attributes and adjectives
to describe my love?
Separate and sweet
like white and dark chocolate.

A single red rose
though a dozen dozen
would not exhaust my passion.
In unquiet dreams
I send a white rose to along.
Each rose stripped of their thorns
and intertwined.
Crystal gazer auger well for the future!

Peace! Peace where there is no peace
unless we are together!
Laboriously sifting madrigals
from clouds of pink cherry blossoms,
the language of flowers always sing, speak
in the heart's native tongue.



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