I love the curls and turns and unfurling
Some flowers actually don’t know they are roses…
In my garden.
they were truly fragrant wild and beautiful,
unfurling as they were, stretching, infantile,
unaware of their own connotations.
… and then I nearly caused their death,
to water them and I completely forgot for days.
hoping it was not too late, they were saved like a relationship in a romance with connotations….
Special garden. 🙂
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