As if
As if the rose itself
were not beauteous enough;
as if its colours did not draw the eye
or its scented magnetism entice the nose.
As if each crinoline contour
were not lure to imagination,
the tearful evening sky
spends its heart
upon this flower.
The elixir of life
drizzles to the ground;
sustaining, feeding.
Diamante stipple-rain,
pointillistic embellishment,
glitters the petal garment.
Extravagant God
adds another layer
to the splendour
at
no extra cost.
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