An open rainbow that shines
Full with wishes,
To fulfil this lonely heart
Stone in bitterness,
With intensifying wild exhalation
Ripe with blissful blithe
Caressing me whole as she holds
Tightly like pillars
That can’t be brought down
Even with the strength of Samson.
She is true
I feel her real, in her kiss
Soft and tender, moist like nothing on Earth
Tingling, sweet joy in my spine
Shivering an icy cold; that why she holds- me, compassionately,
An angel of love found home in my heart
A sweet smell of a rose
With an Eden ambiance all around
A whiff with rapturous delight,
A fragrance of a goddess on her mountain pedestal, high above;
Her name is Roxy, my beautiful ‘Rose.’
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