Roses

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    Roses

    Michael I am blinded by the yerning of loneliness, muted by the infatuation of love, and deafend by the lust of your touch.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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