A bouquet of words

A bouquet of words

By Afrodite aka Rose

I have been told that

I touch hearts with my

words, that I have a poetic

garden. It is my great

desire to plant not flowers

but words for those who

love, for those who miss

someone, for those who

desire not to be alone and

yes for those who hurt.

I guess when they speak

of a poetic garden they

speak of my verses

I try to make them beautiful

and colorful. The words

start to form bouquets

of happiness and tenderness.

I enjoy creating beauty and

sensuality where there is none.

I invite you to take a stroll

Through my poetic garden,

my garden of words. I invite

you to enjoy the new blossoms

sometimes of woes and sometimes

of loss but it is all beautiful because

it is all done with words coming

alive like a poetic garden a

garden of words.

It is never ending better than a 

bouquet of flowers that with

time they die but words will

always stay alive.

Rose@---,--- © 07/30/2014