Satin Bliss
In satin bliss of vivid hue
abides a rose still damp with dew.
Upon its stem the pigment bled,
infusing petals crimson red,
instilling beauty for debut.
I blush for such a gift undue
and gasp to see its lovely view.
This rose expresses words unsaid
in satin bliss.
This kiss, my dear, I give to you
and ev'ry day our souls renew.
Two faithful hearts, one mingled thread,
place sanguine petals on their bed
and dare to do what lovers do
in satin bliss.
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