Her lips were as soft as the silky petals
Of all the roses in the meadow,
And her body swayed as graceful as
The flurries of the winter snow.
When I left her, my tears
Watered the meadow green.
All the days can pass, but this king
Will not find another queen.
© 2020 Jade M. Wong
Dusting off those love poems…
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