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Pink Roses

I wash my hands, in your ink, fast between a
valley, it clings to me, lives in me, my pen.
and Waves, that run, i float on, the rose and hand,
and the sun on my face, this rose a tender bud.
I cannot share my forest, only you may know your
face, and rose petals find new lips, alive in silk.
Pink full lips glow red and they flood my scents
with folded secrets, and this nose, this tounge burn.
Orchestras, arrangements, notes that seize a score
of music cleft with bars, and pink, red and sun shine.
Pink is always, never one to leave you on your own, to
find your way that is your home, out side, and Rush.
Pink words are royal words to some, it is rare, to know
another forum and compromise, this norm, why is to tired.
I am the male, i will wear her pink, it is my crown.
Roses are never found confined, when i can make her proud.
Is It Poetry

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Pink, Our Shrink, And Love, I Think

The only things I can think
(Besides think)
That rhyme with pink
Are stink
And wink
And blink
And sometimes I think I need this shrink
Because I hate pink
As the things it rhymes with stink
Like facial functions and thoughts I think
Then write down here in maroon ink
And as said by our shrink
The problem with pink
Is that it can't express the love that I think
And wink
To you as I blink
And now dare to write in maroon ink
As between you and me, it's a link
We both hate the color, I think
Because this poem makes us tickled pink
As we wait in the office of our shrink
Who we hate as much as the color pink
Phoenix Rory

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Magic Pink Roses

A bouquet of magic pink roses I send to make you smile and cheer
These special roses are magic ones that will chase clouds out of here
For them to work their magic, there are just a few things you must do
Just trust me a little and follow the instructions ‘cause this is all for you
First, close your eyes to see them and the way they are beautifully arranged
You should see that they are displayed the way you like them, and the arrangement will never change
Now, flex your nostrils a little and take a deep breath through your nose
You should smell the fragrant aroma and feel a tingle all the way to your toes
Next, take your right hand and gently place it over your tender heart
You should feel it beating strongly with a flutter right from the start
Do not be alarmed that your heart is fluttering, and beating strong and fast
The magic of your pink roses is touching it so that the feeling will last
There is one last thing I need you to do for your magic pink roses to work
Go look into a mirror and give yourself a funny facial smirk
This should bring a smile to your face and you should be starting to grin
If for some reason the magic does not seem to be working, you have to follow the instructions again
Keep repeating these clear instructions until you begin to smile
The magic pink roses shall take you to a happy place that will last for quite a while
Keep your magic pink roses around because they will never wither or die
They will always be right there to take you from an emotional low to a high
Deidre Blair

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Pink Cloud

**Pink Cloud** by Shawn L Cline

The Pink Cloud is in all our lives.

They are so beautiful to our eyes.

They bring us back to a time of security.

When everything in the universe stood style.

Everything was on our side, what a feeling.

Your eyes light your way into peace and love.

Smiles come from the soul like the blossom of a rose.

As fast as we engulfed ourselves in the pink cloud.

We fall from it’s safety back to life’s hardships.

I feel that the Pink Clouds are a gift from God.

So we may rest and reflect back to a better time.

To learn how to work through our hardships.

When you are on a Pink Cloud look deeper.

Not just the beaty, security and peace.

God gave us blessings, the tools to help us threw life.
shawn cline

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