Mar 29, 2020
Lady Rose
She listened to the tone of his deep voice
Hearing beyond the spoken word
He knows
She glows
As she blossoms at the touch of his hand
© OTTO
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Lady Rose by Carmen Velcic
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Lady Rose
She listened to the tone of his deep voice
Hearing beyond the spoken word
He knows
She glows
As she blossoms at the touch of his hand
© OTTO
Image credit;
Lady Rose by Carmen Velcic
He wanted to see the deepest darkest desire of her mind
Held her there in the moment
As a rose in his hand
In an instant
She blossomed
Surfacing was her need
In a whispering plead
Exhaled
The sigh.....
OTTO
©10/2016
She got lost in his eyes and found his demons.
OTTO©
She got lost in his eyes and found his demons. OTTO©
Sweet scent of....
There is none
so fair as to compare
glow of morning glory
Smile as sunflower
Softness of rose petels
Scent more Appealing than lily of the valley
All the blossoms combined
Yet
none so fair
OTTO©
Crisis passes a yellow rose ~
Tell tell yellow rose
The antidote
The prose
Song sang
Along came
Gently a sir
Rhymes times
Became the blur
Awakened
Yellow rose
The cure
Worded prose
Crisis passes the yellow rose
God blessed
Sire nods yes
Penchants for Pensives
#act two
off the tip.. Rose hip. Flows from
Back around
Mild are they
Those that may
Listen closer
Breathing paced
Not as i say
Crisis passes
Gently that Sir
Hummingbird song
Sighs
The cure
The cure
Uninhibited sire
Gasping to regain
Pounding hearts
Sang a fire
Passing by
Joyous tears
Diminishing fears
Trust repeated threes
Maidens hymns
Echoed afar
Rose hips
Sweet honey
Surrendered truths
Songs sang
Antidote prose
Submitted the yellow rose
Crisis passed
Loves purest gift
The antidote prose
Tell tell yellow rose
Sire's maiden
Repeated thrice
Antidote came
Overpasses awakened
Yellow rose
The cure
Trusting breathes
Times twos i be
Whispering
Wind
Trusting Souls
Living free
Yellow rose sires prose
Crisis pass thee
Sweet as honey
Blurring gaze
Along he came
Softly went
The cure
Sire
Peasant king
Maidens sing
Rhymes times threes
You to me
Me to you
Trust
Love crisis went.
OTTO SMEETER
A Poet's and troubadours word... Felt deep within
More than heard
Ot
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LH&R always
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