Beautiful
White magnolia
Virgin to the light
Found craving the heat
Lost in the strength of leaves
Shining source of simplicity
Finally unfolding her elegance
Sun found waiting patiently
No inhibitions linger
Spreading her petals for him
Knowing she was meant for his arms
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
A sensual poem to praise a sensual flower.
I think each bloom lasts only one day but the fragrance will linger a bit longer – isn’t it just amazing that such beauty is so fleeting?
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I think catching a fleeting beauty is a wonderful thought, Shari.
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Wonderful, wonderful!!
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Starr, thank you!! Wow…
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Beautiful!!
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Hi, and thank you, Willow. xx
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My pleasure mam!
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🙂
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😉
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Beautiful
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Hi, and thank you, you’re beautiful, too. 😉 (Thank you, Richard.)
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You’re very welcome 🙂
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🙂
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Magnolia, sugar! Nice, Audrey. I simply had to twist on Jerry G.
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Why, thank you, Mark. Lovin’ the Jerry G! Nice…
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Aaaahhhh there you go again being all romantic 🙂 Love it!!
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I can’t help myself, Morgan. Thank you!! 🙂 xxx
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I entirely understand 🙂
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🙂
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Fits perfectly, Wolf. Love the soft with the hard. xx
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the continual innuendo of you Red head oldest tch tch
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*sigh* Just getting warmed up, Wolf. Summer’s here and it’s hot by the pool. I like your choice in music.
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Lovely. I do like the double meaning you use frequently. And this one was really nice. (Did you delete one of your poems?)
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Thank you, Duketh. The spice without the spice, unless you’re spicy enough to find it, why yes. I try.. *smiles*
(I did…I felt hopeless yesterday. I didn’t want that nasty poem on my blog. Sorry to have put you through seeing that…)
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The professor is spicy, you know.
(Oh…well, I actually didn’t get to read it! I get the email, then I pull it up, but I deleted it first–which was a mistake. Oh well… *taps foot angrily like the wicked professor would!*)
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I didn’t know this about you, did I?
(Well, consider yourself lucky. I may show up again someday. *laughs at his hissy fit*
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You did, I bet!
(Yeah, you laugh!)
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I did…? Hmm.
(I did laugh…you seem like you’re plotting some sort of revenge…)
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(I’m growling about it!)
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(What has you growling…?)
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That you deleted it, I guess.
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Do you want me to put it back? I know I shouldn’t have deleted it because it was exactly how I was feeling at the time. I just don’t like myself very much when those words come out. I perfer myself kind, sweet and bubbly. Not broken, sad and lost.
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No! That’s fine. I”m just being wicked. The professor completely understands.
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You have a way of making me feel guilty. Thanks.
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Oh, this is just so gorgeous!! I feel like I keep saying the same thing, but I must keep saying it, you write so beautifully!! 🙂
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Line, I never tire of hearing that you think my writing/poetry is well done. I’ll take beautiful all day long. Thank you so much for letting me know. It truly makes my day. You are blessed with amazing ability and I enjoy your words daily. 🙂
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