His Rose Petal Lover
A furtive glance over her shoulder,
she slips it from its place
knowing full well,
That he's watching.
Fingers contour vase,
contour petals,
contour scent as it flows
unseen through the air, and eyes
flutter shut,
as a door swings silently more open.
Quiet footsteps traverse the room,
carrying with them his body
and soon, his scent,
mixing,
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