Ode to the Timid Rose

In a quaint Parisian nook where the lamplights doze,
There blooms a timid rose in silken, satin repose.
Her petals unfurl ‘neath the chandelier’s glow,
A dance of romance only the heart truly knows.

Eyes alight with dreams, a love unspoken,
She’s a masterpiece of emotions, rich and golden.
With each tender sigh that the breeze carries away,
There’s a melody of longing that she dares not say.

The man of her dreams, a silhouette afar,
Moves with the night, a distant, lustrous star.
Yet fear entwines her heart like a delicate lace,
For the words of love, she cannot face.

Within her gaze, a universe is spun,
A weaving of desires, bright as the sun.
But in the silence of her heart, she silently yearns,
For the touch of satin love that in her soul burns.

With every ticking moment, the distance seems vast,
Yet hope kindles within, that he’ll hear her heart’s broadcast.
May the satin of night draw him near to her light,
And may their love bloom in the soft Parisian night.

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