Simple Is She

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    Simple Is She
    A blushing flower a rose to touch
    A soft caress I long to touch
    A blistering pedal a tear from a duct
    Is often felt from one small brush
    A brush to stain and blood to rush
    I feel our lives more love than lust
    A simple beauty is to discuss
    What we feel from dawn to dusk

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    fayrdog commented on Simple Is She

    11-18-2009

    great piece mate...short yet imaginative a real vague passage to express thy intuation...
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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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