Flowers

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So beautiful!!! I always love flowers... I love to see them blooming in my own garden. It takes away all my stress. I love to put a lot of them outside my windows and so every morning it's the first thing to greet me. It brings peace and smile to me.

Hello genee Marie
Nice to see you here are some more flowers for the Window x
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FLOWERS R ALL WOW AND WONDERFUL, IT BRINGS MEANING TO ALL PIPOL WEN IT BLOOMS EVERYDAY. FLOWERS ARE ONE SPICES OF PIPOL LIVES AND IT REFLECTS THE REAL U....TRY TO IMAGINE THAT FLOWERS R LIKE US IT HAS THEIR OWN WAYS OF MANIPULATION....THEY HVE THEIR OWN SMELLS AND FORMS SPECIALLY THE SIZES AND COLORS...

Thanks Michael for those pretty flowers ... a big hug for you friend. Good morning!!!

Blue
by May Swenson


Blue, but you are Rose, too,
and buttermilk, but with blood
dots showing through.
A little salty your white
nape boy-wide. Glinting hairs
shoot back of your ears' Rose
that tongues like to feel
the maze of, slip into the funnel,
tell a thunder-whisper to.
When I kiss, your eyes' straight
lashes down crisp go like doll's
blond straws. Glazed iris Roses,
your lids unclose to Blue-ringed
targets, their dark sheen-spokes
almost green. I sink in Blue-
black Rose-heart holes until you
blink. Pink lips, the serrate
folds taste smooth, and Rosehip-
round, the center bud I suck.
I milknip your two Blue-skeined
blown Rose beauties, too, to sniff
their berries' blood, up stiff
pink tips. You're white in
patches, only mostly Rose,
buckskin and saltly, speckled
like a sky. I love your spots,
your white neck, Rose, your hair's
wild straw splash, silk spools
for your ears. But where white
spouts out, spills on your brow
to clear eyepools, wheel shafts
of light, Rose, you are Blue.