the air she breathes
fills her lungs
with the scent
of flowers
and her heart
becomes a rose
waiting for the man
who will pluck it
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the air she breathes
fills her lungs
with the scent
of flowers
and her heart
becomes a rose
waiting for the man
who will pluck it
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
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Must be.
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Beautiful. ♥♥♥
Thank you, Patricia.
You’re most welcome. ☺☺
Beautiful, But beware the thorns on the stem.
Ah yes, the thorns.