In winter's grasp, where cold winds sigh,
I long for blooms, 'neath the frost-soaked sky.
With whispers soft, like a lover's plea,
Gift me red flowers, vibrant and free.
Amidst the white world, where the shadows creep,
Let petals unfold from their slumber deep.
A tapestry woven, in shades bold and bright,
To warm the heart in the pale winter's light.
Oh, crimson delights, with fragrance so sweet,
Defy the chill, make my heart skip a beat.
In this frozen kingdom, where silence reigns,
Let your beauty burst forth, breaking winter's chains.
So offer me blooms, in resplendent array,
A promise of spring, 'neath the skies of grey.
For in every blossom, hope's glow does ignite,
Red flowers of passion, a beacon of light.
Flowers in a Red Dress
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