A Bouquet
a delivery of fuchsia, baby blue, tuscan and teal tinted roses
enveloped the glass vase of transparency
as the smell blankets the room…
intoxicated nostrils rarely intrigued
by the delights of love taking flight… in the afternoon
lounge in the spectacular array of questions…
who sent you those flowers?
were you expecting anything today?
echoed from onlookers
your cheek reddens, you’re embarrassed but ecstatic
just by the thought of someone noticing you
so you return to your work station
your day enhanced by admiration’s fragrant hue
only to read the card… and discover
a former rendezvous you haven’t heard from in a week
has been thinking of you
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