I’m in Love with a Jacaranda Rose
Milton Ehrlich
Pink with a hint
of mauve purple,
a penetrating scent
sweeter than Baclava
when she blooms.
Every morning
many kisses,
one petal at a time.
My flower is fragile
but strong enough
to spook a horse.
A momentary gaze
at her radiant glow.
I dread the day
she will fade.
I practice weeping now.
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