unblemished the rose blooms on the bridal bed with no other chart
to guide her but for the chart of love
tonight, the white rose
buds to the heat of youth
her fruit the sweetest gift
and this their first night
a journey without an end
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Poetry
by Chris Zachariou
United Kingdom
Τάκης Ζαχαρίου
Ποιήματα
Γιαλούσα, Κύπρος
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