The Rose and the Honeysuckle

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The Rose and the Honeysuckle
One blooms as the other is sipped,

the fragrance as sweet as the nectar.

I’ll put it on my tongue, like a jewel.
I’ll open my many petals.

You give and give from your high vine,
while I push up from moist earth.

My face is upturned from my brambles,
your arms are stretched above me like a star.

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