Every Season In Love

In every season
of our future,
I’ll have at hand
and in my hair
the flowers,
whites and pinks
to accent these
realized romantic dreams,
femininity, soft, 
silken whispers, 
petals, and tresses 
brushing flesh,
lost senses, 
summer dresses
lifted, sensual 
kisses, wet lip
gloss, hands skim
then clutch
in the rush,
bodies in the garden
fall with lust
once again
into even deeper
married
love…

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