Poem
A rose is posed beneath the morning’s glow,
Suppose it sparks the stars that softly show.
Oppose the storm, let shadow’s rule depose,
Expose the flame where silent passion grows.
The Love We Pose
Poem
A rose is posed beneath the morning’s glow,
Suppose it sparks the stars that softly show.
Oppose the storm, let shadow’s rule depose,
Expose the flame where silent passion grows.
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