They tremble beneath her gentle touch
Words cannot be spoken
They feel her delicate breath upon their faces
The words speak emotion
An arrangement worthy of display
Their delicious colour awakens her senses
Violet eyes are misty
A tear drop slides down a painted cheek
So soft, so silky
It is sweet, yet salty as it meets her lips
A handwritten card has a message
What does it say?
She reads it slowly and then closes her eyes
The tear gets wiped away
As she tenderly lifts each one out to hold
“Shall we dance?” she asks playfully
Stand tall and stand proud
Their faces release into precious smiles
Raindrops fall upon their brow
She stands back, admiring.
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