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Love so Rare by L. M. Montes

Posted on by L. M. Montes

On rose petals there I sat,
afloat in nature’s scented grasp,
The sweet sensation so assailing,
a newness of life for me unveiling,
tacitness at times is golden,
essential nature on me beholden,
inspiration stabs life’s tides,
and serves to me eyes opened wide.

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