Rose
Mouth
Rose Mouth
performs
dainty soul.
Consonance
caught in quaver;
petals all
at once.
Readily
supple;
Welcome
Home.
By touch
they are,
become Hot
Flush.
The shape
longs
and lingers
when held.
Knowing
when
met,
collected,
in
enchantment
their
air is exquisite.
In
Rose Mouth they shrivel,
break
from cold and abject their shape.
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