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Flower Poems
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Where the passion flower grows
Lay down on your pillow
and turn the lights down low
let me take you to the garden
where the passion flower grows
Close your eyes and enter dreams
as love's emotion sets the scene
and flitters through the garden
where the passion flower grows
Touch the tender petals
of the flower as she grows
a tentative endeavour
as your feelings overflow
Let me draw you to the place
where ecstasy can be embraced
the beauty of the garden
where the passion flower grows
Feel your mind exploding
in the heavy scented air
experience the shiver
as your captured unaware
A little touch of heaven
where imagination flows
the valley in the garden
where the passion flower grows. Charles M. Moore
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Boy it's time to make a change; you've had friends over for the last time where they have to sit on that old, dirty plastic patio furniture. I know you tried to paint them and it just didn't work nearly as well as they made it look on the commercials. You have changed the table cloth some many times you should have bought stock in the company, or at least purchased it in bulk.
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