More joy he would hardly seek. <br />But she was a delight to see that made him happy. <br />And fall before the spirit. <br />To live in a blue world. <br /> <br />Attached to her tender, affectionate body quivering in the sun. <br />That gives a piece of paradise, to a skylark. <br />longing mirage of passions unfolded in a room. <br />With air that romances the humble atom to a rose whirlwind of flowering <br />Desires to be held in the bossom of loves altars.<br /><br />Vincent Silvertop<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roses-102/
