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Marechal Neil Blue
Ivy Rose |
Under the azure waves
of a pure-crested sky,
her hand turned a Blue Rose
over and over,
in taut circles.
She could see his smile
as he handed the Rose to her.
"Ah," he said, "This means
I am yours--heart and soul."
He had taken the thorns
from its slender stem,
so the Rose felt
smooth to the touch.
Her Blue Rose
...(marechal neil)
so blue and warm
speaking to her of:
his sure intentions.
She would fly her heart
into another Rose of blue
and hand one back to him
declaring, "I will be true."
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